Last month, I stepped outside of my comfort zone to attend a vision board party. The day before the event, I went to Target to get a cute board of some sort - maybe a hexagonal corkboard like our hostess used as an example. Or maybe a foam board so I could write phrases in … Continue reading Creating a Vision in the Midst of a Quiet Season
I celebrated my birthday this last weekend. It wasn't a big one or a milestone––just a normal, next year sort of birthday. I've been in the process of recovering from a terrible cold since Christmas. It goes in waves and I've maxed out on all the drugs so was reduced to napping on the couch, … Continue reading Notes from the Middle
Last week, Frank and I were sitting at the chef's table at one of our favorite restaurants, watching pizzas being thrown together, Brussel's sprouts slung in and out of the deep fryer, and zesty cannoli shells filled and plated for desserts. Our backs were to the rest of the diners and we were able to … Continue reading Starting the Year Without a Guide
This summer I did something completely outside my comfort zone. I composed an unsent letter and read it to an audience of strangers. I was one of about 15 or so people who read letters that ranged in mood and theme. One woman responded to a misogynistic text sent after a first date; an Uber … Continue reading Living On the Edge
My alarm has started going off at 5:45 after ten blissful weeks of waking up "naturally" at 6:30. (Can a mom of early risers wake up without assistance?) Bea has been back in school for a week and Elle starts preschool next week. We are easing back into schedules and routines after a busy July. … Continue reading Poised on the Horizon
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
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 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
After walking around our disheveled yard, I'm also reminded that a seed isn't planted and then suddenly grows on its own. Gardening takes work and cultivation. Dead growth needs to be cleared, the compost needs to be turned, the debris of winter raked and mulched.
The days may be short but the months of winter are long. Here are six things I've been learning during this season. What are you learning right now?