In loss there is growth

photo of palm houseplant

This is a post about what can grow in the dark places. The shadows where love used to be, the places that are tender and raw, that seem arid and malnourished, and yet give way to light and hope and growth. These plants have risen from the ashes of loss. They’ve been reaching for the… Continue reading In loss there is growth

I’ll wash, the air can dry

dishes in a drying rack

Our dishwasher is on the fritz. It’s a relic and so it didn’t come as a surprise, just an inconvenient truth. And after digesting the initial disappointment, I was surprised to find myself entertaining the idea of delaying a replacement purchase. Maybe we don’t need a dishwasher, I thought. Let’s be honest, there is a… Continue reading I’ll wash, the air can dry

A bug’s life

Yesterday the ladybug made its way downstairs. It was flitting about the light by my side of the sofa. The extra movement like a conversation. I wished I could decipher what it was trying to say to me, but I couldn’t read the pattern. These past months I’ve grown out of practice in the fine… Continue reading A bug’s life

What is soft bends rather than breaks

stormy sea with splashes and waves

My natural state is to push, to power through, to stubbornly stand my ground. (Hello, I’m a Taurus bull.) As a society, we’ve tended to reward this earth-bound quality recommending that you "dig in your heels", "put your foot down", and "hold firm". The ideas of endurance and gritting through are idealized. Still, I’ve made… Continue reading What is soft bends rather than breaks

The language of signs

Do you believe in signs? I do. Although historically I believed in them as a way to confirm what I thought I should do, as in, “please, Universe, show me a sign if I should do X.” It was another form of seeking external validation and approval. Those signs never came. Have you heard the… Continue reading The language of signs