Tuesday, March 7, 2017


Garlic is magical, and its pungent odor is wafting through our home like fairy dust.

Stinky fairy dust.

Cloves are also magical, but I caught the little dust-fairy before he got that package open.

There is so much magic all around us, and we spend most of our life trying to figure out what on earth do with it all.

He tosses the bag of peppercorns. I catch it like a beanbag before it breaks open, and tell his big brother to move his dancing before a fight breaks out.

I tuck the spices back into the cupboard, and gather everyone around to read the stories that will show us how to combine the wild unruly ingredients of life.

Monday, March 6, 2017

We are watching the Cosby show, right now.

It is so, SO good.

I watch soberly now, and we talk about it. We talk about the good, and we talk about how everything isn't always as it seems. But we keep watching, because as a family it's so important to learn how to drive each other crazy, love each other anyway, and laugh about it all.

We watch the ads, too, because it's important to learn how to think well about them. We laugh at the audacity of the accelerating heart beat in the background of the refinancing ad. The manipulation isn't really funny, but laughter helps us stay steady in our own bio-rhythms. Polyrhythms are fun, but you have to pay attention.

Ad-watching has become more interesting since I've started selling Young Living. The air freshener ads are downright terrifying when you spend all day talking and writing about the effects of fragrances. 

Cancer in a jar, 50% off. Your guests will be so impressed.

(And here I go with the fear. It's unavoidable: there be dragons. Breathe slow and deep, lean into the poly-rhythms. Laughter helps so much.)

Just now there was an ad for a very scientific skin-care product, and mercifully, this one was trying to be funny. The skin cream promised to solve some teen problems, but not others, because, hahahaha, that would be ridiculous. We are all on guard, and we know better than to expect too much.

I used that stuff back in the day. It didn't do much except dry out my skin. I'm sure it's helped some people, but good nutrition does a better job for me.  And good nutrition also happens to address all those other issues too, helping with mood and and focus and friendships as well.

The gifts of God are too good to be true. What is there for us to do but to join with Sarah in her gladness, and laugh?

Monday, February 27, 2017

you wake
up, tucked in
between the pages
of some dark novel, know that these
are the stories that glitter with courage and glory,
are the stories that you read through
and through, over and
again, and
you are

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

the still
waters, swept
enraging currents,
newly ever-cycling eddies:
I cannot walk through this valley, and I fear to swim.
Ground unearthed into this churning,
the water's surface
the only
place left

Saturday, January 21, 2017

two words back:
Our stories untell
themselves. Words slip off our tongues, back
into our throats. They stick there while we try to make up
the story of our unmaking.
By the time we are
through, I'm not
sure who

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

shapes the air, 
expands to cradle
the space we share. There's room enough
for you and the soaring wind, pressing against your lungs.
Grow into the weight of light, fill
all you can, only
with welcome.
Fill all

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

when forgotten
words hold forgotten
letters. Still, we carry them all:
Aeneas, Anchises, the statues of their statues.
The tower wobbles above us
as we flee the flames.
We always