Why I am making you practice your violin

Without fail, after the lesson with her beloved teacher, my 8 year old loves violin.  Without fail, after a recital she also loves violin.  Without fail, when she plays with other kids who play violin, and they have fun together, she is swelling with pride about her ability. this video is too dark, but you can…

Vocation | Enneagram: Ugh!

“they tell me” I am a Type 2 “Helper” with a close runner up of “Peacemaker” which would make my parents howl with laughter.

A different Advent celebration.

Christmas has always contained some amount of stress. Panic sprung as the wave washed over and traditions were left floating in the sea of life around me, left behind perhaps to be picked up next year. There’s the advent calendar that didn’t get attended to daily.  There are the books never read, the movie we forgot to watch, the…

the story

because perhaps i have been here so long, the story can’t be told without the pictures. and because i have been here for so long, there are so, so many pictures. some so old, you may have seen them before. but regardless, they tell the story of lives.  firsts.   and of blessing granted. pictures…

The Atrium

This girl is interacting with the Good Shepherd work.  The parable of the Good Shepherd is rich with significance for a child from the ages 3 to 6, as they come to know God as a protector with deep love for them. I have tried for two years to begin talking about something that I…

Prayer for the awkward August sunshine on a Sad day.

When speaking to the maker, it’s a restful time. No shortage of gratitude begins the time together. With friends too.  Just all the good.  There are good things everywhere!  Back rubs, picking fruit with kiddos, doing art, new school years and new jobs… vacations and new things. But tonight has blown in a distinct, old, familiar……

Being Silenced

This post is about being a female in the United States.  It’s different here than in other places, because we expect that we will be treated a certain way:  with equality.  But it is not different here than other places in that our country by and large is run by older, usually white men.  And…

Prayer for some small things, and some big things.

An author I thoroughly appreciate is Brian Doyle.  He wrote Mink River and The Plover.  I haven’t read one of those, but the one I did read I wished it would never end.  He is a Portland author and his book took part on the Oregon coast, which is a place that has some magic…

August

August is a beautiful time of the year. The rest of the calendar waits for August. Like honey it arrives so slowly, and lasts never quite long enough… but while August is here the indulgences that might have to be stolen the rest of the year are welcome, right and timely. The ice cream outing…

Graduating.

Traveler, there is no road.

Make the road by going.

By going, you make the way

Playing Candyland.

When a 6-year old calls out to you, “Let’s play Candyland!”, how do you respond? Someone in our house is continually trying to throw Candyland away.  Trying to convince the kids they are “too old for Candyland,”  (whaaat?) Perhaps the most important part of my job these days is saying, “Ok, Candyland, not Uno?” and…

No kids

When there are no kids, the dog gets walked. When there are no kids every drawer gets organized. When there are no kids, there are no conversations with the neighbor girl about sitting. When there are no kids, old chores, piles and details scurry from industrious mothers. When there are no kids mom and dad…