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I met my kid on the library lawn, where he had spent the afternoon. I feel like I should have a sharper memory of exactly what he said,...

The day feels dotted with tender moments that resist being written down, fixed in place. It’s cliché to say they are like butterflies,...

I read Women Who Run With the Wolves on a blanket at the edge of Mink Lake. (Warmth and sloshing waves and once even a butterfly that...

I didn’t actually know if I would like it– the click of cameras, the goofy, exuberant poses, the drama of the costumes. I haven’t done my...

A walk in the dark next to a familiar, or at least friendly shadow. Only a few cars lighting us up as they drove by far too fast. A...

Gallons and quarts of paint. But first, spackle. For all the bumps and bruises, all the bubbles left from a rush job. It’s more fun to...

All the lines honesty runs on, and all the ways it makes us not be alone, even when it seems we are. #DaysDelight

“Eat bread and understand comfort. Drink water, and understand delight.” -Mary Oliver #Quote

“it’s not the size but the surge that tells us when we’re in touch with something real” -Mary Oliver #Quote

“You ask me if I have any regrets. What kind a life you livin havin no regrets? You tell your story but you ain’t got no climax. You best...

I picked two bunches of fireweed on the road back from the lake (where my missing towel wasn’t). I added a trio of raspberry leaves and...

Being a good parent doesn’t mean your kid loves the same things you do, but it was a gratifying and proud moment when I walked down to...

Sleep. And more sleep. The heavy kind. The loose-and-light dream kind. The eat-a-very-late-breakfast-and-go-back-to-bed kind. The kind...

The opposite of an exorcism: having my soul drawn back into the center of my body where it sits, again, like a pearl, smooth and bright....

The end of the work week and the promise of rest, of sun and good weather, of late mornings and walks through town playing tourist...

Grilled whitefish. Bright strawberries and fresh greens. Stolen waffle fries with extra dilly tartar sauce. Children being their very...

A circle of women on the beach doing magical things, and then, at dusk, when our gathering was done, two of us went in the lake. We had...

There’s so much joy in the truth. Maybe all the feelings are in it but I have so often feared the painful ones (hands over my own eyes)...

“Full healing doesn’t happen via triage or, I should say, we don’t become completely healed human beings because we have received triage...

“Truth is a present tense phenomenon. (What IS true? What Was true WAS true.)” –Jon Poppele