Watching History and Getting to AZ
SPLASHDOWN! They are home. Watching history in the making once again, I reminisced about watching John Glenn, watching the first footstep onto the moon, and… Read More »Watching History and Getting to AZ
Vicki
A Blank Page, Ham, and Sacred Trees
This has been a crazy week filled with appointments which meant lots of doing nothing but hurrying up and waiting. Much like my life these… Read More »A Blank Page, Ham, and Sacred Trees
The Simple Gift of Memory
Memory is one of those quiet miracles of being human. Mine slip into my mind without warning and sometimes with forethought, often accompanied by laughter… Read More »The Simple Gift of Memory
Turbulence, Taxes, and Take-Out
We are living in turbulent times; there is no denying it. The world feels messy, noisy, uncertain, and more demanding than many of us would… Read More »Turbulence, Taxes, and Take-Out
Finding the Balance Between Light and Dark
There is something quietly miraculous about the Spring Equinox. It simply comes, drawing a line of balance between light and dark, inviting you to stay… Read More »Finding the Balance Between Light and Dark
What New Story Are You Ready to Plant?
Spring is busting out all over. The earth is stretching awake, colors are returning, and what once looked bare is beginning to burst open with… Read More »What New Story Are You Ready to Plant?
Grounded in the River of Life
This past week has challenged me to stay grounded, find my calm in the chaos, and allow the river to flow around me instead of… Read More »Grounded in the River of Life
A Door Called YOU FIRST
“…If you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost, cannot bear it,… Read More »A Door Called YOU FIRST
Wood Snakes, Fire Horses, Thunder, and Lightning
This week we got much needed rain along with beautiful lightning and roaring thunder. Torrential downpours accompanied at times by fierce winds, exquisite clouds, and… Read More »Wood Snakes, Fire Horses, Thunder, and Lightning
Love Language and Lazy Days
My husband’s love language is food. Not the elaborate, candlelit dinner kind, although we have shared a few of those. His love language lives somewhere… Read More »Love Language and Lazy Days