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FROM the Archives: March 4, 2012

It’s something about life being hearthbreakingly beautiful
being open to all the pain and heartbreak of others
being painfully aware of the sadness we all carry as humans, and being happy anyway
risking disappointment just by thinking about something big
witnessing a sunrise and knowing we can’t fully appreciate the awesomeness

it’s knowing grace
it’s knowing mercy

The weight of Love. The heft of Hope. The hardness of Pride. The burden of Faith. The cold of loneliness. The warmth from the light of Truth. Share.

Liminal Space

FROM the Archives: July 27, 2011

Finding the line between going deeper and forcing change.

Sometimes it means pushing past what you think is the breaking point to find yourself at place you can Be longer because there’s balance. It takes courage and trust in yourself to push the limit, but once you lean into it just a little bit more, you find it’s less work to hang out on the other side of the breaking point.

Sometimes it means coming up against a wall and knowing that, in time, we will find our way over, around or through it – but we must breathe and be patient and be there.

Dream: Write

FROM the Archives: Friday, September 24, 2010

I write to share. I write to amuse and entertain. I write to spark and educate. I write to encourage.

I write about something like how to make your house your home.  Simple and sustainable, creative and lovely, warm and welcoming, inspiring and safe.

I write about being consciously creative in life. About thinking outside the box. Building and creating what you need, rather than buying it.  Be it a garden for a few vegetables, or a box for your camping supplies. Build don’t buy.

I write about God and His love. Faith. Miracles. My walk with Him, the journey, the learning. The suffering and the limitless blessings. Grace. Mercy.

I write about motherhood. The transformative deep well that surely will spring up in the mothering.

I write about dreams and courage.

I write the true stories of my life.