“Listen to this song baby girl. Listen to the words . . . but also listen to the music. Do you hear that? Honey: if the space around you became visible to you- if you could suddenly SEE the air surrounding you- it would look like that music sounds. The space around you is not… Continue reading Excerpt from “Only Words and Music and Angels”
It came today. The List. The List from the school teachers. Their list, with their expectation and needs and supplies and papers and crayons and… wait, is that? What can it be? The sweet smell of kids-back-in-school? Bless it. The List heralds the end of the summer, the light at the end of the mom-I’m-bored… Continue reading The List
As you can probably guess, I’ve spent a LOT of times on planes recently, and as such, have been developing my own set of rules for the process. 1: Comfortable shoes are of tantamount importance. 2: Every person has their own value matrix for checked baggage costs vs. carry-on hassle. Mine weighs to the less… Continue reading My traveling manifesto
Of the last 90 days, I have spent roughly 57 of them in this fair city, and an additional 5 in Juneau. Alaska has been the word of the summer. This has been no vacation, far from it. The work has been heavy, but good, and the light begins to shine in the distance. As… Continue reading An open letter to Anchorage
We’ve been having one of THOSE seasons around here lately. The ones where you make sure the wine is on hand, the friend is on speed-dial, and the parents have copious opportunities to talk behind closed doors. For real. Like, talk. No euphemisms here, just stuff to figure out. Adulting, full tilt. Tonight, I’m solo… Continue reading It’s not about me… It’s about them.
I know, I know, two coffee-related posts in two days. Sheesh. But here’s the deal. This is Friday of my first week at a new job. It’s been full. I’ve been stretched. It’s been amazing. And today, I received a beautiful gift. As I was making my latte, I looked up and realized that I… Continue reading On breathing…
For those that don’t know, I consider myself a “Foodie.” I love beautiful, well-crafted foods of most any kind, and deeply appreciate the art therein. I love to cook, to talk about cooking, to critique foods, and to learn about how recipes work. C’est magnifique! I was shopping today at the grocery in preparation for… Continue reading Foodie Observations