Something worthy of me

The recipe calls for a half cup of chopped red onion. I stand over the cutting board with the sharpest knife I could find in the drawer, carefully dicing layers of nested, tear-inducing rings. I do not like to cook. Years of living alone have made dinnertime mostly irrelevant, because to me, the intentional preparation…

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New rhythms for 2019

*taps mic* Is this thing on? I’m back! It’s been six months since I’ve posted anything in this space — longer than any other stretch of silence in the almost 12 years I’ve kept this site. Some people insist blogging is dead, but I’m here to say WANNA BET? As long as I’m living, so…

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Home again

It’s finally time. Because as Flannery O’Connor once said, “Somewhere is better than anywhere.” Today, I bought a new house. After a year of being untethered, working with realtors in multiple cities, praying every day for a clear sign of direction as to where I should re-root my life, I came to the conclusion that…

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What do you want?

She is curled at my feet, nose tucked beneath her tail. Right now she is peaceful, worn out from our after-dinner walk in which she had a chance to run free through the woods. When she emerged with a rabbit’s leg, severed from the rest of the body, stripped of flesh save the furry foot,…

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Writing and yoga

Over the past several months, I took part in Lore Wilbert’s Writing Mentorship course. If you don’t know Lore, well, me neither — at least not in person. But thanks to years of blog stalking, I’ve come to know her as a gorgeous writer: intentional, challenging, and smart as a whip. Our faith looks different…

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So Close [new song]

I’ve been writing some new songs. I don’t know what will come of them, but they’re forming up, taking shape, becoming. I wrote this one awhile back. I’ve held it close because it was written from a very raw place; even listening back to it now, it stings. But it’s the truest story I’ve ever…

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