Assumptions and measuring the weather in my world

Assumptions and measuring the weather in my world

Weather was at the front of my mind as I headed out to the lake for the long weekend in July with four kids in tow while my husband was away working. Temperature, sunshine, rain, and wind speeds affect packing and planning, and perhaps most significantly, our moods....
Being here and waiting with the heart of God

Being here and waiting with the heart of God

Being here is so much harder than it seems. Last week, I was home with the kids while my husband was with his family at a memorial celebration and a friend was being ordained. I was longing to be in all three places, trusting I was in the right one, and holding them...
Cultivating curiosity in the garden and my heart

Cultivating curiosity in the garden and my heart

Photo Credit: Maryanne Reed Curiosity is not my first response. The little voice is so imploring: “Is there just one more packet of seeds in this drawer, Mommy? I just need to plant one more packet of seeds.” I am making dinner, on a timeline, and the combination of...
Joy is actually dangerous, and I need to do it anyway

Joy is actually dangerous, and I need to do it anyway

Joy is an Easter feeling and a virtue in my faith tradition. For reasons fairly obvious to me, it is not the leading line in any description anyone would ever write about me. After all the fasting and sacrifice of Lent, I am worn out before the fifty days of Easter...
Hair and holy Saturday and the hole in my heart…

Hair and holy Saturday and the hole in my heart…

I got my hair cut this week. My hair lay on the floor and I remembered how long it has been since a haircut was drastic enough to not recognize my reflection. Abbie’s hair rarely stayed the same from one month to the next. The memory made me smile. And then, the next...