An essay to the evergreen. Many of you know I purchased my childhood home from my parents in 2003. The most comforting aspect about moving back into my growing-up home doesn’t all reside inside. I was five years old when my parents moved into the house at Ferry Farms. On one side of our property were three huge Magnolias. I don’t remember how two of them were lost, but one still stands in the intervening…
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My friend was nearing the end of teaching her session at one of our online events, and I followed her in the lineup. Our habit during these sessions was to provide an introduction of the follow-up speaker to connect to our audience. I felt the undertow of realizing this was one of my last events and diverted my attention to the other aspects of keeping the different parts of the event running. As is very…
Leave a CommentWhen Gary and I decided to travel to our young friend’s wedding in Northern California, I was excited to put some national parks on the must-see list. We enjoyed our time in Oregon, visiting Crater Lake. We even hiked to the base in the cold weather to view the epic blue lake from the rocky shore level. It was a breathtaking time, and I couldn’t get enough of the cerulean lake punctuated by the sole…
Leave a CommentI am trying to remember how I developed an interest in letter writing other than the halting start of the obligatory thank you note for Christmas gifts to far away relatives. Even then, I remember joyfully caring about either making the card or selecting one that fit the occasion and the recipient. I have lovely memories of receiving letters. My mom wrote me during Plebe Summer at the Naval Academy. Even though I was just…
Leave a CommentHave you ever told others to do something that you have yet to grasp HOW to really do? I have spent the past year learning what it means to live in contemplative spaces. My work in spiritual direction has required an intentional slowing down for deeper thinking to replace minute-by-minute distractions. I am a person who loves to multitask and feels accomplished by the amount of things achieved in a day. So, even with my…
Leave a CommentI have a question. Have you ever, in the moment, prayed earnestly and then, over days, drifted to more dribble prayers? I wonder if God is not moved by our inconsistency in remembering what we ask for. This is just a meandering of mine for Monday. Because I placed my earbud in a location I forgot about — I began to look for it when I missed it. Because I looked in all the rememberable…
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