Writing through it.

I’ve mentioned in various ways and at various times that this blog began at the beginning of the year following a period of time in my life that was what one can only describe as living through difficulty. I basically opened up a page on this blog, posted a picture, and wrote things down. It’s…

More than enough.

“And, while expressing gratitude seems innocent enough, it is a revolutionary idea. In a consumer society, contentment is a radical proposition. Recognizing abundance rather than scarcity undermines an economy that thrives by creating unmet desires. Gratitude cultivates an ethic of fullness, but the economy needs emptiness… Gratitude doesn’t send you shopping to find satisfaction; it comes as a…

Letting the outside in. Or taking the inside out.

I caught this photo while sitting in the loft of Brian’s art studio. My daughter doesn’t like it because she feels like I look like a ghost. I suppose there is a spirit-y quality to it, maybe a bit haunting, but I like it because I’m a part of the apple orchard and the hillside…

Cleaning house. {A tale told with many pauses and deep breaths.}

Telling this simple story of “cleaning house” really requires much more than just a few photos. And you’ll still never understand the depth of this effort. Really, you won’t. After 22 years together, Brian and I have lived in a lot of houses. So when I tell friends that I spent the majority of my…

One Day: Days Three and Four

This is part three of a 5-day series this week as I follow a 5-day reset journey toward happiness using One Day thinking, rather than Someday thinking. Join me, even if it’s just quietly reading and watching me as I go through the steps. Or, share your stories of inspiration and failure to help us all move…

One Day: Day Two.

This is part two of a 5-day series this week as I follow a 5-day reset journey toward happiness using One Day thinking, rather than Someday thinking. Join me, even if it’s just quietly reading and watching me as I go through the steps. Or, share your stories of inspiration and failure to help us…

One day.

One day. This phrase is circling in my mind. One day. I went for a four-mile walk this morning with my dog and my phone, and unpacked my various heavy thoughts, one by one, to my best friend from college who lives far away and therefore cannot drop by for a cup of tea and…

Grit.

I read reviews about the book Grit, by Angela Duckworth, when it first came out in 2016. But I didn’t start reading it until I found it recently on prominent display at a bookstore. I started reading it on Sunday. And, like all good books, it got me thinking. This book is all about the…

Nest.

Imagine being able to fly. Haven’t you always wanted wings? I have. It was my biggest wish as a child: To be able to feel the updrafts and downdrafts and stop for a rest on the tips of tall trees. I used to think that if I could pick an animal totem, it would be…