In that Space.

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.

Me, My Ego & Social Media.

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.

Soul-Work, Dirt-Work

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

A Mixed Bag, Baby

I ventured out to feed and water the flock early this morning, the sun rising up, pouring radiance from the heavens down onto the earth’s frosty floor. Another flurry of powdery white blew through our region again last night. Dumped just enough snow to blanket the world around us, keep the kids home from yet … More A Mixed Bag, Baby