leaving for good

Tomorrow, I fly. Leaving for good this time. Rolling and stuffing as much as I can into one carry-on pack, leaving curling iron and all but lipstick and mascara behind and a few clothes for adventuring, I am leaving the Hobbit House for good. Who knows how I will return in a few weeks? (A … More leaving for good

The unforeseen good

Prologue: I initially miss-typed “the unforeseen god.” It could be the rainy-weekend binge watching of The Good Place with the cat I’m hanging out with that has me thinking of god. Or grief. Or Bob Goff’s, “Everybody Always” on audiobook. Or the promise to read a kids’ graphic-novel version of the bible that I am … More The unforeseen good

Not a trial run.

Today. Life showed up. While running in the foggy cool Kansas morning, I wanted to go home and curl up with the feels that sweep over about this time each year. It’s my brother, Pat’s, birthday. He hasn’t been around to enjoy it since 1986. Dammit Cancer. And it is also Madi and Z’s international … More Not a trial run.

Ego

“I’ve practiced yoga for almost seven years, but it took the first five or so to get rid of my ego so I can actually begin to learn.” I’ve been thinking about this thing of ego for the past weeks since I spoke to Katie as we left morning yoga. Ego. Such a small word … More Ego

After it falls apart

Things fall apart. The wifi fritzes out on the last five minutes of your favorite show, the dog shreds the new couch, your child’s health screen comes back with more questions than answers…your home falls apart. If this were a Monty Python sketch, someone would be singing sweetly, “Always look on the bright side of … More After it falls apart