Tell Me Something Good

By jennifer | August 25, 2020 |

When life rattles my timbers and storms down hurting so hard that my peace gets swallowed up in mudslides of un-helpful thinking, it’s become just shy of muscle memory,  this practice, that throws open the windows of my heart and lets the bad air out. It started years ago while driving down the road with…

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sipping gentle medicine…

By jennifer | April 14, 2014 |

Sometimes I wrestle  should I tone down the joy, put a lid  on it because it might seem to disrespect the pain that blanches another soul scraped on the thorns of living, or heap on heavier the despair or maybe just annoy like a fly or a trite quip when someone is grieving. I feel…

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