On Thankfulness, Advent And Planting Hope

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I planted tulip bulbs, just last week. It was a crazy, just-warm-enough, day. I brushed aside the fallen leaves and dug holes for them, the little brown, gnarly looking bundles of life. I marveled at the thought of covering them up, patting down the dirt and then waiting with expectation. I whispered to the wind, "This God we love is wildly creative, to speak into order a rhythm of life."   The wonder of flowers that will struggle to break the earth after sitting in the dark, frozen ground … [Continue reading]

An Autumn Feast (Five Minute Friday)

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It's Five Minute Friday, and it's been so long since I participated. It is wonderful to be back! {Five Minute Friday:Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. Today the prompt is Eat... } I spent time this morning searching my recipes for curried squash soup. Its Autumn, and nothing screams comfort in Autumn like a bowl of beautiful orange soup. It's only one of the things I love about the season. Leaves that fall in crazy, coloured patterns, warm … [Continue reading]

When You See The Beauty In An Imperfect Autumn

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It's not a fancy Autumn market or beautiful garden center. Its just a gravel lot at the end of the road, just before you get to the highway. Behind it there's a vineyard and the noise they use to scare the birds from the vines, echoes in the crisp afternoon air. I'm on a mission. I come here several times a year, but this trip is my favorite. I want mums for my garden and a few for in front of the door. So we drive down the back roads while the sun bathes everything in a golden- honey light. … [Continue reading]

What Makes A Summer Memory?(When Heaven Touches Earth)

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Everything smells like summer. The air in the carport holds the lingering scent of sunscreen and if I close my eyes I can imagine miles of brightly coloured umbrellas staked into soft sand, brilliant blue skies overhead. The air is tinged with salt, and the breaking waves keep time with my heart. Sunscreen is a memory smell. The air outside is thick. It's as if the air were tangible, like you could stretch out a hand in front of you and touch it. Walking to the garden feels just like being … [Continue reading]

Keeping it Cool: Then and Now

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I'm back. My quiet writing retreat was simply, amazing. I learned so much about myself, how I write best, and in what direction I'm headed. Now that I'm home, there's the tug of distraction and the call of the urgent. I'm learning how to listen and prioritise, not just run immediately and switch hats! Whether you are a writer or not, you may want to make time, intentional time, for quiet.  There is encouragement, rest, healing and creative energy to be found in the folds of a blanket of … [Continue reading]

Courage Dear Heart: It’s Time To Do This

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We were sitting on a bench in a crowded airport terminal, because it was time. She was glancing out the window, and I'm sure the sight of massive planes sitting on the tarmac waiting, only heightened her nervousness. It was a first flight. We watched people mill around, fussy babies being fed and lots of hugging goodbyes. And I talked. I reassured and convinced and used all the words I knew to calm her, to bolster the confidence I knew was there. Speaking courage. In the end, I wasn't … [Continue reading]