How to weed out the lie that you are not beautiful

How to weed out the lie that you are not beautiful

My arm has long since fallen asleep and I’m amazed again by how heavy a nearly three-year-old can feel. I lie pressed up against her in the bed and watch her chest rise and fall. She smells wonderful. I like to press my lips against her tiny palm, her chest and feel...
Five Minute Friday: Worship

Five Minute Friday: Worship

Sometimes I think we over glamorize writing. We make it something that must reek of Hemingway, Lewis, or Lamott before we’re brave enough to share it. Why? Who says? You see I think the quiet secret is that you can be a writer and no one needs to recognize your name...
And then I woke up from the dream of having it all

And then I woke up from the dream of having it all

A few weeks ago I sat in a circle of amazing women – college juniors and seniors – and tried to answer some of their big questions. Their hard nitty gritty questions. They asked about marriage and balance and how not to lose one’s self. We sat in the student...
Five Minute Friday: Grateful

Five Minute Friday: Grateful

On Fridays around these parts we stop, drop, and write. For fun, for love of the sound of words, for play, for delight, for joy and celebration at the art of communication. For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Unscripted and unedited. We just write without...