A wild generosity

At six every single morning my two-year-old wakes up, calls for me and expects a transfer to my bed stopping only to pick up a bottle of milk warmed to his exacting standards along the way. Then we pretzel. And I dread the moment my alarm will go off. It’s...
Moon rise over Zanzibar

Moon rise over Zanzibar

To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. William Blake – Auguries of Innocence Last week, on the sandy shores of the island of Zanzibar my little brother, Joshua, caught...
Moon rise over Zanzibar

Saturday Evening Blog Post

Looking for some good new reads? Once a month there is a newspaper post put out called The Saturday Evening Blog Post. This is where bloggers gather on the first Saturday of each month to share their latest and greatest blog posts. I linked up. You should too....
Moon rise over Zanzibar

Let’s compare tattoos

My recent state hopping was due to a conference on leadership that I was attending in Vancouver, WA.  And one of the most remarkable moments of the two days was when we discussed the power of the pen. We are living, breathing narratives. We carry the story of our...

Laundry

Sometimes my mind is as cluttered as my house. After a long week, the laundry piled high on the table tells the tale of what we’ve been up to. Who wore what when. There are many stains. I pass that pile every night on the way to my bedroom and promise myself I...