I remember one summer making grilled cheese after grilled cheese, experimenting with butter v. margarine (spoiler alert–mayonnaise is the surprise winner), temperature, timing. I’d make them again and again. My ravenous (and not very picky) teenage brother and I would eat them all. He would give (brutally) honest feedback, but my favorite was when he
I put the garden to sleep in the fall. The next day, we woke up to a thick frost, the sound and smell of the heat running, and that very distinct cold and wintry feeling. It was the last season I will spend with that garden (which had grown to be my favorite place on
Monitoring others’ emotions and actions isn’t my responsibility anymore. As a child, hypervigilance kept me safe. [Thank you, hypervigilance, for keeping me safe when I needed it.] Now I let go of my need to monitor the subtleties on other people’s actions, words, and facial expressions. I no longer depend on others for my safety
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When I stare at the treetops, I see lungs and veins and capillaries–whatever those are. I see channels of life and air and breath and nutrients. I see varicose veins and I see wrinkles in skin, around eyes and the back of a hand. An affirmation of mine has been “I am in harmony with
Will you come with me to my deep dark for a second? To the depths of despair. Have you ever been there. Where all the lights are off, and there’s water up past your ears and you can’t breathe and also don’t want to. And to exist is to fight for your life. To claw
One of the most beautiful words has come to me in my time of deep reflection. And when I tell you that this word would have lit a fiery rage of anger inside my soul… There are times in my not-so-distant past when anything slow-moving or slow-thinking or slow-being would have made me absolutely livid.
Throughout the month, I’ve taken notes of those little lovely moments that tickle my fancy. I’d love to share them with you.
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The first thing that comes to mind when I hear the word rich is a thick and moist slice of chocolate cake. My mouth waters when I think of its sugary goodness dissolving on my tongue. My eyes close to thoroughly savor, and my tongue instinctively licks my lips. I can’t help but to imagine
I was startled to learn that a large percentage of items we donate to thrift stores make their way to a landfill. To prevent excess waste, I like to give away items directly rather than to a thrift store. I also like to repair things when they break, buy high quality, and either buy or
There are certain delights that melt me a little inside. I (after being prompted by a friend) compiled a list of these simple pleasures. We call it a nectar list. I’d like to share my current draft with you. When I get lost in the deep dark, I look at this list. I also share