BE the LIGHT

This morning as I stepped out of bed I felt as if I was crossing a threshold, stepping foot into a new reality… one that was unrecognizable to me. It was a sobering moment filled…

Just before bed last night my son and I took one more glance at the swallowtail butterfly we’ve been raising. It has spent the last few days perched on its branch in the typical J-shape…

As I scanned the forest floor this morning on a hike I found the sweetest little home, fit only for a fairy, or at least that’s what I told myself when I bent down to…

Repost from June 24 I sometimes joke that when my son was born, my inner child became my outer child; today italicized that sentiment. My son is very agreeable by nature and because of this;…

In loving response to the recent murders of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Ahmaud Arbery- and to the preciousness of each of their lives. Not until my son was born into this world did I…

This morning I began my day steeped in gratitude; counting the innumerable blessings that have been generously bestowed upon me. Certainly not all of my days begin this way but today, they did. As I…

It’s been several weeks now since we have bid farewell to our former lives. Even our customary ways of measuring time seem to have fallen away as the infrastructure, the bones, that once created a…

My roots are deep in a long lineage of farmers. My grandfather and his eight brothers and sisters grew up on a farm along the Ohio River and that was destined to be his life,…

I find it poignantly poetic that as we make this transition from Winter to Spring how this time so beautifully parallels the global evolution of our collective consciousness. Nature is waking up; new growth pervading,…

With each passing day there’s an ever-increasing stillness in the air, less cars on the road, less sounds of activity, as we participate in this ‘social distancing’. As my son and I walked through our…