The Left Hand of Forgiveness

Places are a lot like people; you lean into the good parts and forgive the bad. This is a continual posture, not a sanction. I think of this as bowing down, not in worship, but in a choice to honor with grace. I am not interested in hierarchy, or teaching this place or person a…

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In Review: “At Home in the World” by Tsh Oxenreider

I love traveling. I love books about traveling, but beyond that I love thoughtful books about more than just the traveling. Tsh Oxenreider’s latest book “At Home in the World” is a unique memoir detailing that time they took a year off to get a global education by actually going. Vagabonding with kids is not…

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I and She

The mercy tree looks like mangoes, sweet, dangling fruit of life and death hang in the branches, asking, what today will be? Exhaustion and defeat gaze longing, wondering at space and wood and desperation. Splintering at the roots and thinking, Respite could be in the limbs. Another fruit, a stranger kind is swaying in the…

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In Review: Goats Milk and Honey Bug Off!

This is my new favorite insect repellant. It is seriously awesome! I often joke that my blood is like crack cocaine for mosquitoes, not even Deet keeps them away. I much prefer all natural, non-toxic methods and products, but my poor pink-puckered arms and legs begged for whatever would keep the bugs at bay. I…

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The Hidden Gifts of Transition

Any musician will tell you that transitions are the hardest part of music; but for a piece to bear itself unto completion, it must transition. Transitions are part of wholeness. Transitions signal that greater goodness is coming. Nevertheless, transitions often suck. Almost two months have passed since I waved goodbye to my parents from the…

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She Makes Her Dwelling in the Rocks

“Why Saba?” Is the question that greeted me upon landing at the Princess Juliana airport in St. Maarten with my husband, parents, three cranky kids, and over 500 lbs of luggage. Regret punched me in the face as I shuffled to the baggage claim, wondering how I thought this was a good idea. The man…

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Two Giraffes: A Birthing Story

“Who’s picking up the Donuts?!” I wondered as the surgeon’s scalpel freed two 30-week old boys from my uterus. It was August, my best friend was in town for the weekend, and I had pre-ordered donuts from The Ginger Snap┬áto┬ácelebrate staying pregnant for four more weeks in the Antepartum wing of Methodist Hospital. Little did…

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Bedpans and Bollywood

I know what you’re thinking, and you don’t have to worry. I wield transparency with discretion, although discretion, much like caution, often gets thrown to the wind. Proceed at your own risk. I have discovered over the last 3 weeks that I was asking all the wrong questions during my highschool/college dating years: “does he…

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The Bedrest Club

I became a member of the Bedrest Club 9 days ago, when a mundane trip to the laundry room got messy. I was 26 weeks pregnant with twin boys and thought “hey, I should just cruise through the rest of this high risk pregnancy stuck in a hospital” (not). So, here I am, doing everything…

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No Fear No Shame

I have long been a fearful person. This is not something I realized or could even own up to until very recently. I have often prided myself in being fearless; bold; daring! Not afraid to try new things! The first to jump in! Perhaps this is so in certain circumstances, but I frequently find myself…

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