Monday Morning Meditation

Monday Morning Meditation

Just for this moment – right where you are – notice the Earth holding your body. Feel your pulse beat in your veins. Let breath clear your lungs. Surrender all intention, effort, purpose. Feel your humble heart beat. All is well.

Listening to the Soul of the World

Listening to the Soul of the World

Have you ever heard the sound of the world sighing? Out on Lake Michigan we heard something breathing in and out for several minutes. It was a big sound. A fantastic creature from the deep? A sigh from the sea? The moan of the wind? Or the spirit of the world?

Sailing High Seas of Imagination and Possibility

Sailing High Seas of Imagination and Possibility

Imagine yourself sailing toward a horizon of possibility. Miniatures let us enter another world of magic, make-believe, and adventure. Miniatures have a strange evocative power to transform us from ordinary people standing in museums to pirates, or a wealthy heiress with a yacht at our command. What adventure do you imagine for yourself onboard this fine ship? Part of the Door County Maritime Museum’s collection of ship models.

Back to School and Fall Anemone Bloom, Feeling Time’s Tug

Back to School and Fall Anemone Bloom, Feeling Time’s Tug

Look what’s blooming! Fall anemone. A friend says she finds changing seasons soothing. These blooms fill me with a sense of awe. The holiness of nature awakens all the emotions…happiness, sadness, expectation, regret. Anemone blooms Mark the passage of time; the oars of time dipping and pulling us into the next new moment. School starts today. There are lots of parents and children feeling that tug of time pulling us into the next new moment.

Summer Fun

Summer Fun

The neighborhood kids go back to school next week. While we’re not at the end of summer, you can see it from here. This summer has been so much fun with so many family and friends staying with us. I’ve been so busy enjoying the summer I haven’t recorded all the good memories. I’ve learned if I don’t take time to savor these good times with friends and family the memories fade to quickly.  I hope your summer has been…

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Finding Love in the Hocking Hills of Ohio

Finding Love in the Hocking Hills of Ohio

One of the best treats about being married to Prince Charming is that he loves to plan wonderful get-aways for the two of us.  Often I’m happy returning to one of the wonderful retreats he’s found, but P.C. loves the excitement of novelty.  Lucky me! Our son, Ben, just moved from Salt Lake City to Columbus, Ohio.  For the first time since Ben graduated from high school, he’s now just a day’s drive away. No matter how old our children…

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Roses, Hydrangea and Phlox: Three Beauties for Your Table

Roses, Hydrangea and Phlox: Three Beauties for Your Table

Trimmed the rose bushes this weekend so that we’ll have spectacular blooms in September and October. The rose beds look a bit forlorn, but the table vase looks spectacular. Roses, hydrangea and phlox are in abundance right now. It’s a great time to bring them in to brighten your table. The empty rose beds remind me God sometimes prunes our ambitions and projects so that we’ll shine better later.  #behumble #beyourself#gardenwisdom #soulwork #natureheals #natureconnection #naturelovers

Ducky Tuesday

Ducky Tuesday

Hope your Tuesday is just ducky! We’re at that point in the summer when the sand at the top of the hour glass is growing smaller. Hope as you look at the grains of sand in the bottom of your hour glass you see a collection of treasured moments. Those least tangible, least material moments when children’s cast off toys remind us of the JOY of summer.

Ripening into Bliss in the July Heat

Ripening into Bliss in the July Heat

A friend loaned me Thomas Merton’s Book of Hours. It makes perfect reading on these hot, steamy days when the only sounds outside are cicadas and the shout of children jumping into swimming pools. After a busy two weeks filled with company, meetings and deadlines, it was lovely to escape the heat in my studio, drinking in Merton’s words “The man who is unripe cannot get there, no matter what he does or does not do. But the ripe fruit…

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