The Expectations Between Us

Sometimes the stories we create are very different from the stories someone else is living. A bond like marriage often comes with expectations. I know mine certainly did. Looking back, I can see there were many expectations I never spoke out loud because I assumed...

When the Light Changes Everything

Sometimes the answers we’ve been waiting for don’t whisper—they illuminate the path ahead. The day I’m writing this would have been Mike’s 67th birthday. Between May 29 and July 6, there are several milestones that make this a heavy season for...

When Doors Open

Sometimes the Doors We Keep Closing Are the Ones Meant for Us The Doors That Keep Opening I’ve been thinking about open doors lately. It wasn’t anything sudden. Sometime in May, I began noticing that the bedroom doors upstairs would be standing open, even...

When Even the Steady Ones Need a Rest

What my horse reminded me about boundaries, resistance, and carrying too much The Message Beneath the Resistance It’s been an interesting week with the horses. Patty had a tick in her ear that must have been incredibly painful. She developed a sore that...

The Many Layers of Authenticity

Sometimes friction smooths the rough edges—and reveals who we really are In the course of revealing the layers of my life, several things have come to light. Sometimes there is friction that smooths the rough edges. The kind of friction that asks us to pay...

What Keeps You Awake at Night?

When worry settles in after the storm The Storm Outside Storms have been rolling through on a regular basis lately. One night, it sounded like it rained a lot just as I was drifting off to sleep—and then, almost as quickly, it was gone. Dalila is very sensitive to the...