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TAKE AWAYS
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TAKE AWAYS

I really wanted to write this from my last appointment in the chemo chair. But the necessary Benadryl makes me loopy, at least just enough to reach endlessly for the keyboard and never finding it there. Just out of reach. Do you ever sense your real life is right there but shrouded in a fog...

NOW OR NEVER
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NOW OR NEVER

Just one more.How is it that this impossible season is coming to an end before I’ve had time to catch my breath? Looking back, I wonder if I’ve already told you about the phone call, the one with a sturdy voice gently exhorting me to be strong? You will need to complete six rounds of...

healing things
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healing things

I grew up in Kansas City on the site of an abandoned hunting lodge. In the long, hot, sticky summer, Daddy designed and built our home while his little girl scoured the landscape for left-behind treasures—rusted spurs, cartridge shells, weathered barn wood. As I ran through the fields honing my hunter-gatherer skills, timber framing sprouted...

TRANSFORMATION SEASONS
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TRANSFORMATION SEASONS

I am accustomed to drywall. In fact, if you ask my favorite smell, freshly hung wallboard would be at the top of the list. We believe that we design with our eyes but there is so much more to it than what we see. Creation of any kind is a fully immersive experience.  The truth...

where you live
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where you live

Describe yourself. You’re sitting at a lunch with a new friend or colleague and you’re asked to share who you are. Not how you look, that part is obvious. Not what you do, or who you know, or what you like…  Using only adjectives, describe yourself. Go ahead. I’ll wait because this is just so...

HUMAN + home: the book about us
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HUMAN + home: the book about us

I wanted my journal subscribers to be the first to know…I am writing the book, the one so many of you have been asking for. During this vulnerable season of my life I feel a call, more than ever, to share my heart and insights with you.  In design, I’ve always approached my renovation projects...

DO NOT dismiss
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DO NOT dismiss

I’m driving 60 miles an hour and something catches my eye, there in the distance, shrouded in snow. I am already 95 feet past the object of my fascination and arguing with myself before I turn around. Do not dismiss the thing that calls to you, The bent man shuffling. The dream remembered. The sentence...

THE UNBURDENING
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THE UNBURDENING

It started before it started.  Sometimes your body is trying to tell you something even before your mind has time to catch up. Things begin to slip from your lips…like, “God please just do something. Shift my life. Go ahead.” My exact words, walking from Studio to Wash House.  Did I will this unburdening, call...

MY SHADOW
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MY SHADOW

There is a legend that proclaims we are most ourselves in that ethereal place between darkness and light, when our sleepy minds have detached from the concerns of this world and are lingering still on the conversations with heaven whispered through the night. “I have a little shadow that goes in and out of me.”...

GLOW
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GLOW

I’m writing this on Christmas Eve. I kept waiting for the “mood” to hit me and for the emotion that I feel to well up in and through so that my fingers would weep…so that you would hear my fingers weeping.  I learned to type when I was 17. Letters were like notes on a...