I said I wanna touch the earth I wanna break it in my hands I wanna grow something wild and unruly I wanna sleep on the hard ground In the comfort of your arms On a pillow of bluebonnets In a blanket made of stars Lyrics from “Cowboy Take Me Away” by Martha Maguire, Marcus… Continue reading Pickin’ Wildflowers
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed? ~~Tatiana from A Midsummer’s Night Dream by William Shakespeare September~~A month with diary pages written in the charcoal smudge from burning brush piles and a pen pocked with pollen from goldenrod and ragweed. This morning’s words are courtesy of a 4:37 a.m. itch to both get up… Continue reading Waking from a Summer Slumber
Okay, you guys–I have something special for you today. Without giving too much away, I want you to read the beautiful piece that follows with an open mind and heart. In several of our communications, Monica said, “It’s a bit woo woo…are you sure you’re okay with woo woo?” I told her yes. A resounding… Continue reading How Your Boogeyman Can Set You Free: A Guest Post by Monica Wilcox
*I like good strong words that mean something… I read Little Women in third or fourth grade, and have been channeling Jo March ever since. *Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel… Continue reading Me, Jo March, and a Stumble into Grace
This morning at practice, I realized what one of my favorite parts about swimming is. 11 years in the making, but the Ah-hah moment was worth it. I pushed off on my back at the beginning of our set, and saw my reflection right before I broke the surface of the stilled water. It’s the… Continue reading sunrise, sundown, swim fast, swim around: A Guest Post by Sammie Schurig
Monday, June 27th @ 1:43am I should be asleep by now. I normally would have been asleep for hours at this time of night. But, boy, do my nerves have a hold of me right now. Keeping my eyes from becoming drowsy. I keep pacing the room, doing various yoga stretches without any deep breaths,… Continue reading Please, Make Yourself (Un)comfortable: A Guest Post by Dailyn Lewis
For many years I was afraid to speak my truth. I was a chameleon, being whoever it is that you wanted me to be, and I had no true idea of who I actually was. I’m not entirely sure when this started, as I know that I was not born to hide myself away, but… Continue reading How to Find and Speak Your Truth: A Guest Post by Rose Lockinger
Music Melody Chords Cadence What’s missing? A voice. Is it your voice? Is it mine? Shall we sing solo or harmonize? Am I funny? Am I poignant? Am I speaking the truth? Does what I have to say matter? I’ve been blessed and fortunate to meet an entire traveling band of insightful people. After general… Continue reading A Chorus of Lovely Voices
Dear Internet, We’ve been going steady for about five years now. An adrenalin-filled ride of stories, YouTube videos, and amazing selfie montages. Think of all the nights we have gone to bed together, as well as the mornings I’ve awakened, cradled with you in my arms. This is difficult for me to tell you, but… Continue reading Ten Ways to Break Up with the Internet
Give me a task, a challenge, a goal. Show me a map, make me a list, set a reminder, I can do it, defeat it, smash it. 31 Days to a More Organized Home: Check From Couch to 5K: Done Train and run for a marathon: Twice Become a wife of noble character: Um, how… Continue reading Am I A Wife of Noble or Questionable Character? Find Out at Joanne’s Place
