Good Enough
We don’t have to be perfect to be good enough, and sometimes good enough is just perfect.
Through the Valley of Peace
Invisible to Everyone Else
Going Home
For these eight days away from home at home, mom has been whole. For me, anyway. I close my eyes and I see her through my front window. She’s weeding the walkway to my porch.
Life Swirls
Some mornings I stand on the edge of a steep knowing, a transformational space of understanding, embracing the brilliance that opens infinitely before me. Others, the land is flat beneath my feet, the same as it always was, closed off from the mystery beyond by a patch of trees, shadows, confusion. I’m fine and I’m falling apart. These are both true.
Wholly Broken
We’re all broken. But together, we’re a little more whole.
Sliding towards the edge
Celebrations and Mixed Feelings
Mixed feelings are not elegant, graceful, certainly not the kind of trinket you take out to show off. They’re the scribble-scratch of the heart. We resist them: surely we’re more mature than that! We want to look away, but denying the mixed of these feelings is untrue. Unfair to the heart.
Grace Visits
Gas lights, glass houses, and safety
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