On Being Kind to Ourselves

To celebrate a special day last week, I gave myself an entire day of permission. I gave myself permission to do whatever pleases me, and to refuse anything that does not. This means I spent the better part of my birthday ignoring the dishes calling me from the sink and the silent washing machine … [continue]

How to Sit with both Sadness and Hope

  "Grief may be joy misunderstood..." ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning It's nearly autumn in New Jersey. I sit under a canopy of leaves and watch as a single orange-tipped leaf floats to the ground in slow motion. It's a season of small, delicate deaths--where the joy of reaping a harvest … [continue]

Letting Go as Our Kids Grow

  Twenty four hours after pushing and groaning my way through her birth, I clicked the silver snaps on the bottom of my daughter's onesie and wrapped her in a cotton blanket blooming with rosebuds the color of her fingertips. I slipped a matching cap over the dark peach fuzz of her head, … [continue]

Transitioning Well with the Change of Seasons

I woke with a start at 4am this morning. The coming week is pregnant with change, and by four in the morning, my overloaded brain, heavy with the weight of all the unknowns, could no longer rest. It spun and twisted around each anxiety that I haven't given myself the space to process. It reminded … [continue]

Quieting the Noise of Everyday Life

The moon sat veiled behind clouds as we arrived at the RV park just before midnight. My husband pulled into our allotment, and with the aid of a headlamp, hooked up the RV to water and electric. The kids and I, woozy and tired from the dark, winding journey through the mountains of southern Utah, … [continue]