Grace for the busy, bumped and broken…..

It’s been a bumpy,  broken-toe ride these weeks and I’ve wiped out in the dark waves as much as I’ve ridden tall during this busy, busy, busy season for our little mom and pop business. We let it outgrow us this year and then lost some really stellar help so this mom is having to…

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Barbeque grace and the words I couldn’t say……..

 Shame. It wants to shut you up,  close you in, set your peace on fire. And it won’t be hushed until it burns your courage down. I lean into the turn of the year with a hungry hope and my walking-forward shoes laced up brave, I’m going looking for some shelter in this storm but…

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We shall get there some day…..

There’s been a cold wind blowing so I’m putting out some seed; simple bites to strengthen what goes dim when life gets raw. Gather what you like and take as much as you can carry. Maybe something that I  scatter will nourish that beautiful flame of yours……. ~  Sometimes her spirit scooped her hands into the sky and they fluttered there, …

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doodling dresses….

When I was a little girl I spent hours doodling dresses. I imagined their whispery feel, soft and sweeping in buttery cotton and linen, lightly brushing  skin, easy, easy, stepping  light and roomy, bare legs and breath free to flow and float and flutter, in crisp simple lines of glad color with me inside, uncluttered.…

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windy wobbles and winsome waves…

“I need to get to the sea,”  I said, to lean against the winds and let the waves wash over the weeks of ache until sky stretches out wide inside my chest, rising and falling, with the rhythm of the tides.” But the week wouldn’t roll with my wishes, wouldn’t wait for me to go and…

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