Learning to take up space, authentically!
I feel like America has lost her soul. Truly. Bombs. Racism. Sexism. Homophobia. Calling the police on children selling water. Hatred of everything. Excuses for groping women. Anger. Etc., etc. Every. Single. Day. It’s exhausting. Truly. Yesterday, I saw a post from someone mocking the recipients of the bombs. Really? REALLY? Who does that? WhereContinue Reading “The Space that Matters”
I love fall. All the color! I live in Colorado, so the golden Aspen amaze me, with their fiery red and golden hues…sassy! All that color got me to thinking…. Importance. Goals. What makes your heart sing? What makes life meaningful. It is about being authentic. It is about taking up space. But whatContinue Reading “The Space of Color”
A few days ago, I was out and driving early in the morning…really early. The sun was not yet up, but you could see her promise. The day was still muted, and the edges of things were soft, rounded, and quiet. The air felt clean rushing into my car window. Dawn still hung in theContinue Reading “A Space of Uncertainty”
I think it is a dying art, this thing called boredom. What is it, anyway? To let the mind just be, without lights, without stimulation, without a constant need to read and react to? Growing up, I waited in lines, without a phone, without the distraction. I simply waited, and my mind would wander toContinue Reading “In Defense of Boredom”
We are in the thick of it now! Christmas, Hanukkah, and all other celebrations are in full vigor! I love this time of year. Despite the buying and bustle of it all, I truly love what this time of the year means. It’s why we feel that snow on Christmas is magical. It’s why weContinue Reading “A Space for Quiet Reflection During the Holiday Season”
I feel it. It’s on the edges of the trees, lingering in the coolness of the morning; that transition, that moment when summer fades and fall comes into focus. It’s moments like these, when the utter heat of summer gives way to something new, to a coolness, to a freshness. Fall is a transition season,Continue Reading “That Feeling of Fall “
I was up early with the puppy. He was restless in his cage, so I grumpily peeled myself away from my warm husband and warm bed, put my socks and shoes on, and zipped up my puffy jacket, all the way up to my ears. I was cold. In the dark, I fumbled for Wiggin’sContinue Reading “The Transforming Power of Space”
I am learning, slowly about space. So when I was taking a shower recently, I noticed, I mean, really noticed, the drops of water on the wall of the shower stall. It was startling, really. How many times had I looked at that wall and simply glazed over it before thinking about something else. NotContinue Reading “The Wide Open Spaces of the Mundane”