The power and possibility of remembering

The power and possibility of remembering

I got to spend two beautiful evenings with my Grandma in the week before she died last month. While I held her hand and listened to her stories, and then to her breathing when she couldn’t speak anymore, I was flooded with memories. Picking raspberries and eating more...
Gratitude and a Thanksgiving Litany

Gratitude and a Thanksgiving Litany

Photo Credit: Marc Perrault Leading a retreat last week, I said that gratitude saved my life during depression; it has been the single most important spiritual practice of my life, especially during grief. We had a beautiful conversation about the authenticity of...
When the light shifts: sitting here alone with you…

When the light shifts: sitting here alone with you…

Photo Credit: Darryl Millette For more than eight hundred days, the earth has been spinning its way around the sun, shining in spite of Abbie’s death, but I struggle to see it. The sun and moon come and go. I fight to feel anything other than the sting of injustice at...
Overdrawn, and the invitation to rest awhile…

Overdrawn, and the invitation to rest awhile…

Photo Credit: Blake Sittler “Overdrawn,” I thought, as I drove out of the city on the first day of vacation. “I feel like my whole life is overdrawn.” The metaphor has been slowly revealing its roots over three weeks away, gradually giving over the gifts that can come...
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....