What does it look like to be married to a creative soul? Today, I am sharing a little bit of our story and what our life has been like these 20 years, trying to learn how to find peace in marriage while also responding to the deep call of the creative life. Show Notes: Why…
25 Years of December (A Selection of Journal Entries from 1997-2021)
Journaling is the best way to travel through time. This post is a collection of journal entries that span the Decembers of the last 25 years of my life. I wrote the first when I was just 15 years old. I am surprised at the person I used to be, and I am amazed at…
December Newsletter
Merry Christmastime, friends! I wanted to share a quick hello from my little office on a chilly Friday morning. I’m drinking a cup of Iced Lemon Poundcake Tea, and I have a day before me of writing and journaling, grocery shopping, decorating for Rosie’s 15th birthday this weekend, and a family evening of Christmas festivities…
Taking the Help That Comes (Podcast #42)
There are seasons of my life where I become acutely aware that I am in way over my head. When I want to hand my life over to someone who is more qualified to run it for me because I literally do not know what I’ve gotten myself into. I find that as overwhelming as…
The Paper Doll Club Returns
Dear friends, If you remember the Paper Doll Club (which Rosie, Paloma, and I started seven years ago), I hope you will be happy that we are going to continue it! This is just a fun collection of drawings we have done that can be printed, colored, cut-out and loved. On today’s post in my…
Homeschool and Creative Family Culture (Podcast #41)
I don’t want my children to be simply entertained through life. I want them to show up for the purposes for which God has created them. I want them to do the things that only they can do. I want them to have the living conversations that can only come from their hearts and mouths….
My Book Now Available!
UPDATE MARCH 29, 2023: At the time I wrote this post, there was no physical copy of this book (only a read-aloud of an earlier version via podcast). But now the book, complete with text and illustrations, exists! You can find it here: ORIGINAL POST: *At this time, there is no hard copy of this…
One Small Garden (Ch. 7 Read Aloud of The Sacred Everyday Book) Podcast #40
We never really know what we are building with our lives. I try so hard to understand what it’s all about. I pray for vision, I research my past for clues, I desperately seek God for the next step. This is the life of faith. And though we may think our lives will look one…
Faith and Miracles (Ch. 6 Read-Aloud of The Sacred Everyday Book) Podcast #39
Are you going to have more? How do you feed them? How do you do it? And the often-implied but never-spoken–why??? When people see us with our eight children, they are curious. For the past 6 weeks, I have been reading aloud a chapter at a time of my book, The Sacred Everyday, A Search…
Questions at 2 a.m. (Chapter 5 Read Aloud of The Sacred Everyday Book) Podcast #38
If you find yourself lying awake at 2 a.m. asking questions that seem to have no answers, this episode is for you. Many of these reflections were written in the dead of night, stealing out of my dark bedroom, making my way to the kitchen table to pour out my heart to God, to empty…
Every Morning I Wake in an Ocean (Chapter 4 Read Aloud of The Sacred Everyday Book, available exclusively on the podcast, epsiode #37)
This chapter is a collection of writings that were born out of many difficult seasons of my life. The exhaustion of motherhood, the weight of raising a family, the struggle to find my breath after grief knocked the wind out of me. I share my search for hope and beauty in spite of, and often…
Standing in the Hallway of Sorrow (Chapter 3 Read-Aloud about The Search for Beauty in Grief) Podcast #36
Today I send my most vulnerable and intimate words out into the world, written at moments in my life when grief was shaking me down to the very core. In this chapter of my book, I share about miscarriage and the death of my beautiful mother. These words chronicle the numbing pain of loss, the…