Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Feeding the Spirit
-
It's been almost ten years, but I can still remember that suffocating weight of construction loan deadlines, knowing if we didn't finish what we needed to by a certain date, everything we had accomplished up to that point would vanish…poof!…like sawdust on a windy day – along with all of our money, dreams…everything. The deadlines press down on you, squeezing the breath…
-
It's Father's Day morning, 2009, and he rises early, happy, eager to spend the day with his three kids. His oldest son, now a young adult, is asleep on the couch downstairs; he spent the night just so he could attend church with his Dad. The man goes downstairs to wake his son…seconds later he feels the shattering of his heart,…
-
Clutter and chaos – the catchphrase of my house and life right now. Even my to-do lists are a mess, scribbled on scraps of paper scattered all over the house and shoved to the bottom of my purse. I am on a roll of writing and house projects…but I feel like someone trying to run with…
-
Last spring I had headaches – they were there when I woke up, backed away like wild animals from fire when pain meds kicked in, but then came charging back with teeth bared when the meds wore off. They were there for days and days – I can't remember how long now – but they…
-
The sun was already blinding me by the time I headed out to walk the critters this morning – how did it get so late? To save time, I decided we would run! We could all use the exercise; Max is only a puppy in his mind, now – his body is middle-aged thick - and…
-
Earthquakes scare me. I've never experienced one…just seen the devastation from the big ones on television. Hurricanes destroy and devastate…but they come with warnings. Even with tornadoes, you see the storm clouds on the horizon. But earthquakes are sneaky. There can be a blue sky overhead…no warnings flashing on the television or sirens going off…then wham!…
-
Knotted muscle in my neck…can't quite catch my breath…geez, it's only Jan. 4 and I'm already stressing about how to get everything accomplished that I want to do this year! I wish I could resolve to have an extra 6 hours each day – that would help! But, of course, I can't. None of us can.…
-
Dear Secret Santa, It was after 2am before I discovered them… After hugging the last guests good-bye and straightening up the kitchen, I headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed; there it sat, balanced on the edge of the tub where I couldn't miss it, despite the exhaustion-and-champagne-induced fog settling into my brain…the Big Blue Gift…
-
Christmas is different when your kids get older…instead of staying up late wrapping presents on Christmas Eve, you tell them goodnight and hope you wake up early enough to make sure Santa has done his job before they wake up. Even after they're older, you still want to play the game. We shared Mass with…
Long Hollow 