Getting Unstuck

If you have been following me this month, you know I have been writing about process as an incentive for getting unstuck. If you haven’t been following me, I don’t blame you. It really doesn’t matter if anyone reads this because the most important thing is—I must write this! However, if you are sticking like …

You Can’t Make This Stuff Up, Part 2

Rather than drive to Vantage, WA for the day, we hooked up our trailer on Friday planning to return on Monday. While our intention was to attend the James Nesbit Whirlwind Tour PNW on Saturday, our tidy little Escape allowed for a long weekend of worship, hiking, photography and, of course, camping. Saturday evening we chased the setting sun and the rising moon. …

TIming is Everything

Last week I spent few days in San Francisco with an old friend. Of course, we visited Golden Gate Park. I was in search of a lone tree to photograph. I am always in search of that lone tree. The best I could do was this tree. We called it the “Z tree.” I took this …

Unveiling the Mess

May 1, 2015. I promised myself and any readers who care to join me that I would blog for 30 days during May on process. We all get excited about products, but as Austin Kleon writes, involve people in your process. Let them see your mess. You’ve got to be kidding. I’m the girl who rushes through …

It’s 2:37 AM and I’m Wide Awake!

At 2:37 this morning I pushed ‘purchase.’ Why would anyone purchase a Catholic priest’s theology of beauty in the middle of a night when sleep evades her? Here’s why. Yesterday happened. Yesterday, I was overstimulated by beauty! I know. Crazy ! How? It’s a God-thing! Let me tell you about yesterday. Early in the day, I reread passages from Phil …

A Ladle of Love

On Friday the 13th of February, our family hiked in the North Cascade Mountains of Washington State. Now that might not sound so far-fetched to some of you, but to those of us who frequent these parts, beginning a hike at 3000+ feet elevation in mid-February is highly unusual! During normal February’s, we would snow-shoe …