the importance of cheerleaders

I've got enough negative words in my own head about myself. I don't need more. You don't need more. We're stuck in an ugly, losing game sometimes. Heckled by our own hearts.

17 things I say to my kids that I really should say to myself

If anyone anywhere very desperately needed to take her own advice, it would be me.

repost: a light between here and there

Library of Congress, Prints & Photographs Division, FSA/OWI Collection, [reproduction number,LC-USF34-032090-D

the Grandma I wrote about in this post passed away today. she was an example to me of a love that endures at a time when I needed it most.

of pride and pompousness, part one

maybe love does not boast means I don't need to prove how much I deserve love

a light between here and there

Library of Congress, Prints & Photographs Division, FSA/OWI Collection, [reproduction number,LC-USF34-032090-D

I wonder how long we will live along this dark highway. . . in the dailyness of nurturing, guiding, growing, of learning to be faithful in small things. Because sometimes, I wrestle with the limits of my little light.

blessings for the broken part three

The endless gray sky feels forever like 11 o'clock in the morning . . . no sun to guide and you must check your watch to remind you of the passing of the hours. Night ebbs slow. Day is a fading in and out of light. Artless.

dreams of gold

Every time the summer Olympics roll around, I'm reminded of what I am not. I'm fairly certain my parents knew early on that I was not destined to be a great gymnast. I wasn't graceful, or bouncy or fearless -- or athletic -- at all. Like all little girls in 1976, I'd been mesmerized by …

there is beauty in detail

Jane and I walk the road that leaves our little town and wanders along the shore. Snow-capped mountains to the west shine in the morning sunlight. Sailboats sleep on the glassy bay. We spot a heron, three seals and two coyotes on our walk. We are blessed to live in this place. I stand in …

the truth heals, part one

How did you rebuild trust? someone recently asked me. How did you make it from the lies to now. I thought I could give a one post answer. But it's not that simple. So I write. And I think. And I pray. And I ask God to give me words to say to people who feel as …