wedding dresses and windows
When you find your wedding dress, you want to feel beautiful. You want Yes to bubble up from the depths of your being. You want to… Read More »wedding dresses and windows
journey
meditations on a dented sedan
I cracked the car’s bumper last week. I was pulling out of an unusual spot in our parking garage and hit a railing. The unappetizing… Read More »meditations on a dented sedan
in the game
We play dozens of games when we get together with Joy and the kids. We play Mario in our jammies; we pull out cribbage once… Read More »in the game
space for sadness
Before I tell you about the gift I gave Laura, I should tell you about the gifts Laura gave me. A hug each time I… Read More »space for sadness
conditions for joy
High time I fess up: my plan for the year failed. I came here with the dream of investing time in my writing: submitting essays,… Read More »conditions for joy
Wyoming Santa
It started with the Wyoming Santa. A brief, typed note and two gift cards from a postal box in Gillette. We looked at each other… Read More »Wyoming Santa
life, death, and faulty brake calipers
The roads were icy Sunday morning. The car fishtailed a few times on the drive to church, so I developed a gentle rhythm. First gear… Read More »life, death, and faulty brake calipers
2013 Thanksgiving newsletter
It’s the second morning of December. True to form, I started a Thanksgiving newsletter before Thanksgiving but didn’t finish it in time. I’ve cherished grand… Read More »2013 Thanksgiving newsletter
Thanksgiving morning
Thanksgiving morning. We wake to a text from Mom, who misses me. Next comes toast in the hotel lobby with David and his dad Mark.… Read More »Thanksgiving morning
the winds of homecoming
Ah, not to be cut off, not through the slightest partition shut out from the law of the stars. The inner — what is it?… Read More »the winds of homecoming
tree roots and laundry
My friend Ralph Eckhardt sent this picture the other day. He wrote, “I had just been thinking about your latest Breathe Deep and praying for… Read More »tree roots and laundry
Wichitastic
It’s a rainy morning in Wichita. Most of the colored leaves in the courtyard below our apartment still cling to their branches. The flags whip… Read More »Wichitastic
groundlessness and tea
Waking up in the morning feels like the hardest thing I’ve ever done; maybe the hardest thing anybody has ever done. I might always feel… Read More »groundlessness and tea
not yet
Two weeks ago I rode against the wind to teach my second yoga class at Truesdell Middle School. News flash, Toto: sometimes in Kansas, the… Read More »not yet
Hafiz, hula, and surrender
So I’ve been teaching this yoga class. My beloved friend Jennie bequeathed it to me shortly after I met her, which was shortly after we… Read More »Hafiz, hula, and surrender
skinned knees, fresh cantaloupe, Basic Principles
I haven’t skinned my knee in years, so when I stumbled over the extra-high curb at Mark and Cheryl’s three weeks ago, I knew it… Read More »skinned knees, fresh cantaloupe, Basic Principles
dear Quentin
Dear Quentin, Happy August! I miss your songs and stories. Remember how we used to find luminous, common things on the playground at recess? I… Read More »dear Quentin
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