I don’t feel the need to persuade anyone into believing in a higher power. That’s not my responsibility. Attempting to talk others into having faith beyond that which greets our naked eye each day here on earth is too heavy a weight for any human to bear. Many years ago, I discovered that an innate … More In that Space.
So, what makes any of us feel a desire to take bits and pieces of our day and offer it up to the world at large? Better yet, why didn’t I feel compelled to share a photo of our clogged toilet last week? Why don’t I pop into the girl’s bedrooms and snap a pic of the 10-mile-high mountain of dirty laundry in their closets? Why do I only tend to share the goodness, the pretty, the accomplishments? … More Me, My Ego & Social Media.
Whatever you need to do for yourself to sink deep, to reach into your core essence, establish it. Invest in it. Work for it. … More Sink into Yourself.
“You’re lucky to be able to stay home with your kids. We could never afford that! We’ll both be working until the day we die and still not have our debt paid off,” she laughed. “Must be nice!” … More I Choose Home.
Yesterday we cleaned out and prepared the garden. It was a big job. We worked hard. The vegetable beds neglected, hidden beneath a blanket of pine straw, chickweed and deadnettle. As we tilled the soil, I was pleasantly surprised to lay eyes on such lush and loamy earth hidden beneath winter’s debris. We live on … More Soul-Work, Dirt-Work
I’m simmering homemade chicken soup on the stovetop. Okay, I should clarify. I’m not actually making chicken soup. I’m making soup for my chickens. There’s a difference. It’s brutally cold outside and although my feathered friends are nestled in a coop with cozy, fresh, dry straw and well protected from the elements, I still feel … More Not Worthy of Consumption