A Lenten Season of Lament

Reading over my last post and thinking about my state of mind, body and spirit in this year alone, 3 months in, lament appears to be a theme. I believe anger walks alongside lament, many times hand in hand. Deep feelings and woundings can be greatly felt in these moments, and I am choosing to…Read more »

Growing Roots

“Life cannot be static, or it ceases to be life. Life is growth, And what are we growing in a garden? Whether the tangible fruit is a tomato or a rosebud, in a garden, we are growing roots. We are growing connection. We are growing wholeness. And we are growing hope… we are never born…Read more »

Beauty at Rest

My garden was laid complete for the cooler weather with mulch two weekends ago. My dad helped, along with my daughter. My heart was sad to say goodbye to the everyday watering and love given and received. I could feel also how tired I was. I looked at my husband and named my readiness to…Read more »

End of the Innocence

I’m rounding out year 42, and what an unexpected year it has been. I had a mammogram on my 42 birthday that monumentally changed my life and my body. Not only being diagnosed with cancer, having a bilateral mastectomy and reconstruction, I also gained incredible clarity about the second half of my life. I am…Read more »

Intention and Care

Well… I’m continuing to explore and be curious about my restless soul wanderings and my relentless self-inquiries these days. I’ve also been listening to several podcasts around listening to your gut, and I know as women and religious people we are often told not to- that we can’t always trust that. I believe, for me,…Read more »

Almost Mid-Year Reflection

I have had some serious trouble and blocks in my consciousness especially in the last several weeks. I’ve been experiencing deep anger, was told by my therapist to let it be and not over analyze it, and I think it’s blocked my contemplative reflections, at least in my brain. It feels like brain freeze, without…Read more »

When Words Are Few

I’ve probably tried to start this entry a dozen times- different titles, changing words, multiple feelings, lost thoughts and a clear avoidance of sitting… being… pondering. I have found this space very hard to enter lately. The journal space. The feeling space. The pause and reflect space. It’s been a lot. It’s been too much…Read more »