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Oh how the months speed by…
The latest from Our Little House in the Big Woods
- “Life itself is the teacher, my dears”
- Radical acceptance and October snow
- Teeny tiny tired mouse for the Holy
- How are you doing, really?
- “You’ll lose all your readers if you write a spiritual blog every day.” (Fact check: not true.)
- Let everything that needs to go, go
- What does “Oh NO, where did my purse go?” have to do with spirituality?
- Sacred shell of the spiritual dyad
- Raking with the Heart
- Worry stew
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Yesterday was my birthday. Wow, 62! Who knew this age would ever arrive on the doorstep, bringing with it this very flavor of aches and pains, joys and laughter? Who knew? At age 11 or 35 or 54 we can … Continue reading
I often wonder. How big can our love be? Does it stop with ourselves? Is our love only for our individual human self, our Kathy, our John, our Diana, our Lee Ann, our own precious being wearing this human flesh? … Continue reading
Fingers in brown sandy soil thinning crowded avenues of carrots. I used to despair thinning these deep tap roots stretching down past undulating worms. How could one decide carrot life or death? How could one presume to kill this one … Continue reading
So many of our hearts seem troubled these days. We’re worried about politics, the state of the nation, the trials of the world, the gullies of the universe. We’re pained about health, trapped children, money, jobs, relationships, pressures. We’re feeling … Continue reading
I used to think that a failed friendship meant personal failure. A failure to maintain a long-standing relationship. A failure of the other person. A failure to work through disagreements or issues or perceptions. A failure of personal culpability, a … Continue reading
Today’s photo prompt from April Love 2018 is Simplicity. Alas, the last twenty-four hours have been anything but simple. Twenty four hours ago Barry and I were eating Easter dinner (turkey, potatoes, gravy, stuffing) and chatting casually about this and … Continue reading
Good Easter weekend to all of you! Our celebration consists of roasting a turkey, the frozen bird a courtesy of Barry’s boss at Christmas. The snow keeps melting, but oh-so-slowly. Spring teases us, promises us, then withdraws her favors. … Continue reading