One Word

The stirrings of January and it’s apparently the year of the non-resolution, by which I mean people seem to be in exploration of the notion that we are enough as we are or less and more are ways to beat up on ourselves (read more about this on Abigail Rose Clarke’s fantastic Wild Yes newsletter). The notion is acceptance, I guess. I’m mulling that. I’m mulling one word (idea via my writer friend Powell Berger)...

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Ending a Year

Contemplative in front of the Parthenon in Nashville or just wondering why Nashville built one. Although I’ve begun to think—fleetingly, in momentary snatches of ideas akin to sketches not the whole picture—about New Year’s Resolutions, something I admit to taking seriously, I haven’t really taken the time to have a big think on it. Instead, the snatches come as they come (I am struggling to see tiny...

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One Day After the Winter Solstice

The rush to the shortest day has ended, although there’s still a day and a half of school left, and rushing, rushing before the daze ahead. We’ve got about 30 on Thursday here. We’ve got all that stepping out of time, which comes with a vacation-slash-holiday break everyone seems to have at least in part. We have rain in the forecast. Everything says to hurry up and wait. So, we will do that. I’ve spent a lot...

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Thankful For…

Tree branches’ twists Warmth earned ascending hills on foot Feet Fierce sunsets Family silky and sticky as spider webs Bedrock friends First grader with nose in books Sixth grader’s photographs Yoyo tricks Teenager’s “Meh” Teenager’s political engagement Scrabble Texts from teen complete with hashtags Dearest hubs’ bold leaps An hour to write Listening Feeling Muted clouds The sky’s...

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In Threes

I had for a long while a habit of three things to tell you about along with a statement of three good things, because gratitude is a skill and when cultivated, I believe works to our advantage. Plus, there’s really so much that’s good, even sometimes when life feels all lemony and not so lemonade-y. So, three things to tell you about are these: My wonderful friend Jennifer Bryan of Team Finch Consultants does amazing work...

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From Near to Far

October didn’t rush by. I haven’t been here on this blog, either. It’s been less writer-focused, more a time to attend to the rush of things that call for me to show up. Like the carpool—I have shown up for carpool. People who know me in the real world appreciate I’d rather walk. If the carpool is a metaphor, it’s about the import of acknowledgement of what’s needed and the grace, which comes...

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