The morning sun filters through the window and falls in a blanket of warmth around me, creating a perfect writing space. In my mind, I an taken back to a scene from my childhood, where I am wrapped in my Dad’s old sweater curled up in a chair that sits in a south facing window. [...]
Archive for the tag 'growing'
February 7 2011
It’s Never Too Late to Start Again
It has been a challenging few weeks for me, both writing and personally. I am in that dead of winter space where I know things are happening, they just aren’t visible. I am in the editing phase of my book and it gets quite tedious moving forward and backward through all the pages, looking for [...]
December 1 2010
Waiting with Hope
We do a lot of waiting in our lives. Standing in lines, waiting for the train or bus, waiting for the right job, waiting for the money we need to sustain us. Yet there is a difference between waiting in hope and waiting in fear. We wait in fear when we become impatient with the [...]
August 23 2010
She is On Her Way
She is much braver than me. I am reminded of the story of Tony’s great grandmother who at the age of 16, took her older sister’s ticket to board a ship to America when her sister chickened out. With nothing but the clothes on her back, she hopped on a ship bound for a new [...]
February 3 2010
Climbing Trees
The following conversation is between me, the adult, and my inner child Jannie. I began writing a conversation with my right hand, and my left hand wrote the answer. Although this is not the starting point of our conversation, it seems right to post it first. ME: I have been listening to a meditation on [...]
October 12 2009
Little Girl Giggles
My oldest daughter is working on a Barbie project in her sophomore year of college. She has to make Barbie more realistic. In an effort to help her, I went looking for old doll clothes that might fit a re-sized Barbie. When I opened boxes and baskets of doll clothes, voices of little girls filled [...]
September 3 2009
Fall's New Beginnings
Learn something new today by showing up in the present moment.




