cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is it’s way of fighting back,…
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As I walk each afternoon, unplugged for just a moment from the news ticker and the marching, the masks and the hand sanitizer, I see the peonies spill over the edge of sidewalks in my neighborhood. I can’t help but stop to take them in: their smell and explosive petals. Peonies remind me that lovely…
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To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work. – Mary Oliver A few evenings before Christmas I moseyed into my daughter’s bedroom where my husband had set up camp, ferociously wrapping the stocking stuffers he’d purchased from the dollar store. I’d finished most of my preparations for the holidays, and the kids were…
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“The bitter drink of death is still before you.” – C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce A late-stage cancer diagnosis has become an unwanted challenge inviting me and my friends to walk in a uniquely odd journey of hope through a minacious and evolving terrain.
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“To Matthew, from Santa.” “Here!” His little boy face lit up with excitement, he reaches eagerly for the present his dad holds out.
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Just before 4 p.m. each day she would turn the gold-beveled knob to Channel 12 on her 1980s wood-framed Mitsubishi television.
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“I am thinking now of grief, And of getting past it;
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“For a while I could not remember some word I was in need of, and I was bereaved and said: where are you, beloved friend? ~ Mary Oliver
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