finding flow

Surrender. I always hated that word. It grated in my ears and reverberated in my bones as hopelessness. It sounded like giving-up, giving-in, and giving-over my power; both hands in the air waving...

It’s easy to get caught in the hamster wheel of life; running faster and faster just to stay standing.

Everyone falls prey at some point. Here’s a poem about my experience:

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"Mom, Iris is about to throw up," said my daughter Skye from the living room. I was in the kitchen, standing in front of the coffee maker holding my favorite Ulster Weavers fox printed mug. "Okay,...

Since when did life, relationships, and fun have to be so serious? Our expectations can make date night feel like work. It's time to take a cue from the kids and remember how to play.

Here...

Four opened containers of capers. Two jars of sauerkraut, each with 1/2 a serving left swirling around the bottom of the clear brine. Three opened bags of shredded cheese, by some small miracle...

Today, I'm going to let you in on a guilty pleasure that happens in my bedroom.

Most Sundays, at 8:50am, my phone starts playing the song Beethoven's 5 Secrets, this is my cue to nudge my husband...

My daughter, Skye, stuck out her foot and plopped it on my lap. She was laying on her white daybed, covered by a pink fleece blanket with only her watermelon colored hair poking out of the top and...

I cracked my eyes open, just a bit. My bedroom was still dark with all the curtains closed, but I could see a pencil thin line of bright white light above me, peeking from under the skylight's...

Easter baskets were not a thing at my house when I was a kid. Easter wasn’t much of a thing. We were Seventh Day Adventists and Easter was pretty much a non-holiday. We would dye hard boiled...

Holidays are sweet benchmarks for acknowledging the passing of time and seasons; they can be excuses to let loose and breakaway from the normal pace of life, or a chance to stop and reconnect with...