I can’t

When my daughter was young, one of the repeating conversations emerged from a friend’s continuous requests for her to hang out at his house. As much as she liked her friend, her introverted Self needed to be home on some of those afternoons and she couldn’t bring herself to say “no.” I offered her permission … Continue reading I can’t

Green Grass and Stress Hardy: Burnout 301

Along with Ruby-Throated Hummingbirds, and Rose-Breasted Grosbeaks, glorious green grass has arrived here in the North. We watch our yards grow, note the unevenness of the grass and know it is too early to mow. It is during this annual 2 week threshold where we watch and wait, knowing that waiting to mow is actually … Continue reading Green Grass and Stress Hardy: Burnout 301

Listen to Your Life

“Listen to your life.” So many writers have used this simple phrase as a launch point: I would like to introduce one such author to you. Frederich Buechner, American writer (of 30 books) and theologian begins a year of daily meditations with this reminder.   “Listen to your life All moments are key moments.”   … Continue reading Listen to Your Life

Painting Advent: A Metaphor in Waiting

The 4th floor can be a busy place, especially the nurse's station. Patients pace up and down the halls holding on to the arm of an aide or IV pole, strengthening their legs and stretching their minds out from beyond the ivory-toned rooms. Lunch carts and doctors take the corners tightly in an effort skirt … Continue reading Painting Advent: A Metaphor in Waiting

Sitting in the Waters of Discomfort

Unfamiliar gear strapped to my back: the bulk heavy with anticipation. We checked each others tanks to make sure we had wrestled them on correctly, rubik-cubed the snorkle on to the mask and spit at the appropriate time and place to prevent mask fog, all in preparation for our first dive.   With anticipatory thoughts … Continue reading Sitting in the Waters of Discomfort

In the Midst of Hate…

     Friday evening and again on Saturday morning I watched LIVE feed from the cell phones of colleagues in Charlottesville, Virginia.  They had hopped buses, boarded planes and traveled in cars, leaving behind friends, family and safety to stand in love against the message of the ‘Unite the Right’ rally. That morning as I … Continue reading In the Midst of Hate…

Come Home to Yourself Retreat

Nov. 3-5, 2017 Come Home to Yourself is a time to get away and focus on you. We seek to create a safe space with opportunity to explore you, and your life experiences.  There will be plenty of time to relax and reflective activities should you like.  (You can even book a massage!) Wellspring Farms … Continue reading Come Home to Yourself Retreat

Restoration of a Summer Day

I sat on the cedar dock still full of fragrance, waiting for day to arrive. Loons bob along in the water, eagles perch in the tree beside me watching over their home and commenting on its beauty. Another morning was spent face-down on the dock watching fish swim in the shadows, noticing deer prints on … Continue reading Restoration of a Summer Day

Behind the Locked Door

  I found myself wandering in a building. While I didn’t see anyone else, I knew there were others with me. The doors appeared locked, as if I was in jail; so I stayed in this place, day after day. No one left, because we believed we couldn’t.   Have you ever had a recurring … Continue reading Behind the Locked Door