I skipped up to the tree – He smiled down at me. I asked, “Why let your gold leaves fall?” “There’s nothing, dear, to it at… Read more “I skipped up to the tree”
Warning: This is going to be a montage of all my scrambled thoughts, a tribute to my first blog post. I’m back in the place where it… Read more “back, way back”
Every one lives in a cage. For some, it’s their emotions. For others, it’s popping pills. And for me – for me it’s myself. It’s the thing… Read more “The stages of cages”
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable to you, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer. Psalm 19 By Callie… Read more “a springtime meditation”
Regret. Simple. Wholesome. Relation. Nature. Berries. Mankind. Health. Happiness. Inspiration I remember picking raspberries from my neighbor’s yard through the fence. I always tried to find… Read more “Picking berries”
I plop down on my green swing, plugging in my headphones to listen to Pandora. I kick off the ground made of dirt, beginning to pump my… Read more “The art of living”
She wiggles her toes, trying to shake off the heaviness bearing down on her like a crashing wave. She wishes and prays to be free from the… Read more “In the depths”
I looked all around me to see hands in the air, eyes closed, heads bowed. I stood in chapel, looking around me, wondering why I was there.… Read more “looking”
33 clothing items for 3 months. That may seem like a lot or a little to some of you, but for me, I just donated half of my wardrobe the other day and still have too much.
After going to Guatemala for a month, I’m realizing how little I actually need, and how the excess in my life is causing me anxiety. So I’ve decided to take on the 333 Project for the next 3 months.
I’ve realized you can’t get to know someone through words. Yes, we communicate our thoughts through words, but words do not make us who we are. .… Read more “No know”