The Call to Love Means Leaning Into the Unknown

We recently switched churches and I've been thinking a lot about my own journey as I sort out questions and theology and beliefs. I'm learning that, for as important as it is to research and dig into what the experts can teach, it's equally important to lean into relationships. Without my friendships with those who … Continue reading The Call to Love Means Leaning Into the Unknown

Taking Time to Remember Places

This weekend marked the fifteenth summer my dad has participated in the Denver Chalk Art Festival. What started as a fun experiment - he hadn't done many chalk murals before this experience - has turned into a marker of summertime for our family. In the early years, my brother would drive down from Fort Collins … Continue reading Taking Time to Remember Places

What I’m Learning From Mosses

It's the first week of summer and we're easing into life without routines here. Or, I suppose I should say "modified routines" because there's always a need for some sort of rhythm to our days. This year, I'm learning from the mosses as I try to embrace slow growth, longterm goals, and letting myself be … Continue reading What I’m Learning From Mosses

How to Be Idle and Blessed

I remember the first time I heard the line from Mary Oliver's poem, "The Summer Day." After contemplating the world of a grasshopper on a summer day, Oliver asks her reader if they know how to really pay attention, how to be still and quiet. The poem ends with an oft-quoted question: Tell me, what … Continue reading How to Be Idle and Blessed

I Don’t Arrive Until We’ve All Arrived

I just finished a monthlong journey of learning about how to listen to and give space for Indigenous voices in classroom settings. Even though I'm not in the classroom (right now!) I took away so much from the class. The history I don't know, the posture I can take when learning, and small things I … Continue reading I Don’t Arrive Until We’ve All Arrived

Allowing What Is Already In You To Swell Up

The other day my Facebook memories reminded me that it had been a year since I took the girls to the Martin Luther King, Jr. Day Parade. The photo is of us bundled up, huddled together in the freezing cold. Elle is leaning over a cup of hot cocoa, too cold to hold it herself. … Continue reading Allowing What Is Already In You To Swell Up

The Reality of Rest

Our fall break didn’t go as planned. I mean, when does any stretch of time off really go as planned? But this week capped any week I’ve ever had. From an unexpected health emergency landing my husband in ICU for a few days to a drunk driver plowing through our fence at midnight one night, … Continue reading The Reality of Rest