Tag Archives: spirituality

What is your purpose?

I saw the first wildflower of spring in our woods this afternoon. A beautiful yellow trout lily peeking out from its nest of dried autumn leaves. I pondered purpose. Did you ever spend hours, days, months, years thinking about your … Continue reading

Posted in May 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

Blessings to all

Yesterday, unexpectedly, several online friends sent notes, emails, Facebook messages. “Where are you?  When are you coming back to blogging?  We miss you.  Are you surviving the winter?” My heart lurched in appreciation for friends who reappeared out of the … Continue reading

Posted in March 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , | 92 Comments

Burn, baby, burn

I.  Stoking the wood stove hour after hour comforts me.  The repetition feels soothing, logs clinking upon logs, flame burning, heat rising. II. Writing sentence after sentence burns the same way inside me.  Joy builds with each unexpected word.  Delight … Continue reading

Posted in February 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Survival

Lately, oh so lately, I’ve been able to sit with my own uncomfortable inner places much longer without turning away. Because of this, I can stay with a good friend on the telephone for 78 minutes and resonate with her … Continue reading

Posted in January 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 33 Comments

The terrible weight of “should”

Many of us live our wild & precious lives burdened down under a heavy weight of “should”. Instead of celebrating who we are–can there ever be a more perfect you?–we second-guess and third-guess and quadruple-guess our actions.  We think ourselves … Continue reading

Posted in January 2014 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 38 Comments

Hope in darkness

The clock ticks 6 a.m. Outside our Little House in the Big Woods the wind howls fiercely.  Father November has thrown a deep cloak of blackness across the breasts of trees and the wood stove sputters in the basement. Barry … Continue reading

Posted in November 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 23 Comments

Blessings of the flock

Tuesday.  Blessings of the flock. You’re walking up the road.  The air feels still.  Silence reigns between tall trees with lingering yellow leaves.  Fallen leaves smell crisp with childhood memories of burning raked piles.  In the distance, a logging truck … Continue reading

Posted in November 2013 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 48 Comments