the dreams of a fifteen year old (compared to the realities of a twenty three year old). Well. Do you ever look back on a pivotal moment in your life and can’t quite believe it happened, and happened to you? I still feel that way about moving out of home. It’s completely normal to be … Continue reading the dreams of a fifteen year old
It’s been one of those weeks. When each day is merely the rope pulling the weekend closer to you and it can’t be here quick enough. But now the smell of spring rain fills the air and it’s been so long. It feels like what I’ve been waiting for. Permission to rest, perhaps. A reminder … Continue reading Spring Rain
On the days it is not raining, I am learning to lie down outside and let the sun melt into my skin while I read words that are not my own. I haven’t felt stressed in a while, and as well as work and study I’ve been prioritizing things that bring joy. Gardening, writing, reading, … Continue reading Uncharted Waters
I’m not going to lie; I’ve spent a lot of money on online shopping lately. Nothing over-the-top individually, but together it adds up. CD’s, clothing, books. After some reflection, I’ve decided to try and not spend money for a year. This isn’t a new concept and can be related to finance or minimalism or sustainability. … Continue reading The No Spend Year
I don’t know when life began to look like this. I’ve been tying to say yes to a lot of things. I’m learning to accept a bit of awkwardness for the possibility of something good. I’m learning to do things on my own. And I like it, mostly. I like growing in independence and seeing … Continue reading Looking Around
In the last few years, I’ve thought a lot about being open and vulnerable and allowing myself to soften, especially in a world that can be harsh. This is scary and, most of the time, choosing to remain soft isn’t what comes naturally. When someone betrays trust, or hurts me, my first instinct is to … Continue reading To Soften and Let Go
It’s the middle of winter but feels like spring. Not because of the air around me – while the days have been warm, the air carries a chill that wouldn't survive a spring dawn – no, it feels like spring because life feels fresh and bright and full. I spend my afternoons in the garden, … Continue reading Searching for the Light
Confession: I’ve been 23 for just over a month now. Confession: I completely forgot I’ve done these lists three years in a row. Confession: I don’t want to stop now, so here is a late list of 23 things learned at 23. (You can read the others lists here: 20, 21, 22.) 1 / Do … Continue reading 23 things learned at 23
Even though my poems about God are not necessarily the most eloquent or polished, there is something beautiful in the words I write as prayers. How many times has a prayer time, Bible time, turned into writing a poem to convey my heart that I then offer to God? These poems may not be wonderfully … Continue reading Poems and Psalms
A cup of tea. This is where it starts. The day, I mean. Or, a blog post. This morning it’s Chai. Tomorrow it could be Russian Caravan. Or Australian Afternoon. Or Chai, again. Some mornings begin with communion. My Mum sent me some pages of a book about it, and as we’re not able to … Continue reading A Creative Morning
the softest words 