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The darkening days draw us in. Into groups around fires with food and laughter, we are reminded on one holiday and then another throughout the Winter that we have meaning. We are loved as human beings and sisters and daughters and Mothers. As we gather with our families and our friends and we count with…
The phrase “Unutterable Fulfillment” was the phrase my friend Jane used to describe how she felt after writing the first draft of her book. I knew deep in my soul what she described. That feeling of such satisfaction that nothing can feel bad seemingly ever. I knew what I needed to do to feel more…
My budding toddler has begun to emit a sound that now wins the highest honor for most intolerable and grating sound in my brain. It is known as a whine to you and the whine frequency is maddening to me. Fiona has delivered me to Dante’s whatever level of hell for mothers. I now know…
The leaves have fallen off their pretty perches. Sometimes one by one and sometimes all at once. But fall they will. I find it so natural to celebrate the change and honor the actions of each season. This one, Autumn, makes me want to wander and admire the tree rainbows and gather its plumage to…
So I have this not good thing about sewing. We all have our things. And sewing is one of mine. Sewing and I used to be like this. But then several factors helped to make it a thing. #1 – My husband got me a new machine at some point which was a nice thing…
Don’t stop me if I’ve told you this because I’m going somewhere different with it today. A thoughtful and somewhat sad place but I can’t stop thinking about it. I started blogging with truly no clue about blogging. I did it because someone I knew said I should. I’d never really even read a blog….
As the week comes to a skidding halt, I wanted to catch you up on all the wonderful creative endeavors which have passed and some yet to come. On November 3rd, I wrote myself a permission slip to create. I Instagrammed my crappy cell phone picture. The permission slip reads: “I hereby give myself permission…
Thoughts on financial stability inevitably return me to memories of scarcity. In addition to my own baggage, I also carry the impact and memories of my ancestors and their stories of hard times too. Many of these stories about moments of scarcity and shame will never be mentioned yet the psychological effects of these events…
Some months, that gratitude basket is empty and some, my basket is overflowing. Maybe some of my thankfulness is relief from getting through my October’s gauntlet of events alive. But the gratefulness keeps rolling in. Grief comes too but it’s easier to handle when your heart’s got spare mirth. In honor of all my recent…
As I mentioned, October was kinda rough. And it was as if I came out of it and into November with new glasses on. And a renewed hope and gratitude for my life. I love this time of the year. The smell of wood smoke and the colors outside deepening and darkening. The weather makes…
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I fetched my coffee and returned to my bedroom, clean sheets, windows 🪟 open with...
Opportunity to sit inside the Purrmuda Triangle 😻? Yes please ❣️
A view from inside...
As the 100 day project winds up, I'd like to return to Insta on the...
Collabe spread Days #63 through #68 for #The100DayChallenge , a global creativity project where people...
This gorgeous human just turn 13. We named her Fiona and she deserves a tribute...
