I have a friend who says the best things in life happen spontaneously, almost by accident. This is funny because she is a planner. She can take great joy in planning, having something to look forward to – she counts … Continue reading
Category Archives: writing
spring
The wind blows this way and that, today like it can’t make up it’s mind whether to stay or go give me a yes or no warm and bright, or cold at night? Don’t tie me down, it seems to … Continue reading
i’ll miss ingrid
This may just wear some of you out. But I have to say it. I love going to the Willow Creek Arts Conference. I love to get away, go to Chicago (great city), be a part of worship and art … Continue reading
i love anne lamott
Ok, I know I can be obnoxious about her, but she just does something for me. Right now I find myself – just throughout the day – coming up with possible post titles and subjects. What will I write about … Continue reading
green, green grass
The blog distresses me. Perhaps I should say, the prospect of this blog, all the things I could write, all the people I could possibly offend, all the things I could regret revealing…all the infinite numbers of potentialities and ramifications … Continue reading
fear of the first post
So, I’ve been setting up this blog for like, a week now, and I still haven’t posted. Why? Because, as I go through my day, I think, “I could write about this” and immediately following comes the thought, “but do … Continue reading