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MAKE UP YOUR MIND
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MAKE UP YOUR MIND

There are so many beautiful, glorious things to choose from—”Shall I marry or simply date?” “Will I live in a cottage in the country or a neighborhood surrounded by people I adore?” “Will I be more reserved or will I boldly speak my truth no matter the consequences my honesty brings?” Ah, but then there’s...

QUIET WISDOM
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QUIET WISDOM

I have come to covet the long-stretching moments of silence that spread like a soft blanket of snow. Still, I’m troubled that no matter the effort it’s nearly impossible to silence the voices in my head. Have we arrived at a place in human history when we revere talking over thought? “Think before you speak,...

I WANT TO KNOW
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I WANT TO KNOW

I imagine hanging by a rope off the edge of a cliff and deciding to release my tightened grip. There’s the possibility of freefall, but what if instead I am dangling only 10 feet from the sturdy ground that lies directly below? There is this obsession to claw our way back to the familiar, to...

THE LEATHER COUCH
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THE LEATHER COUCH

My French mama insisted that what we were never permitted to sit on in our formal living room was decidedly not a sofa but a couch. Derived from the French word, couche, which means “lying down,” our sofa [I mean, our couch] was reserved for important people, important events, important everything except and particularly little...

EVERYTHING CHANGES
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EVERYTHING CHANGES

I hadn’t really meant for it to get so involved. But there I was, on the ground with my camera and a thousand golden leaves blowing, falling, rustling, crackling, like laying in a bowl of granola or Captain Crunch— The first thing I noticed was I didn’t give a damn about my hair. Pathetic that...

NO ELEPHANTS IN THE ROOM
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NO ELEPHANTS IN THE ROOM

On my Instagram profile you’ll find,  “No elephants in the room.” Am I the only one that is feeling this sense of urgency about what is and isn’t being said? Over the past few weeks, I’ve been having such a hard time with all the pretty pictures on my feed. I know you know the...

All the Light Within
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All the Light Within

Upon purchasing my first car, a 62 VW convertible, I promptly blew up the engine. I knew nothing about cars except that there was very little more satisfying than taking the little rag top down and timing my music with the pop of the three-speed transmission. It turns out, that little red light should never...

NO SHAME IN REST
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NO SHAME IN REST

Meet me through Cameron’s lens, the boy who crowded into the bathroom with his brothers and shaved my head. “G.I. Jane,” he shouts above the motor and the waves. And this is the smile that transcends any notion of a hard season put to rest. Rest. For me, a tiny word that has always wedged...

TAKING TERRITORY
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TAKING TERRITORY

I live at the edge of a forest. When we lived at the beach, I used to rake the sand in front of our cottage, so I know it won’t surprise you that I rake the dirt under the trees. I have full awareness that the forest doesn’t belong to me, but I take great...

Welcome Peace
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Welcome Peace

Soon after Mama died my daddy moved away. Not far. But distant enough to make our daily hugs impossible. The first time I saw his house I was so impressed. I had always thought it was my mama who had the taste in the family. As it turns out, my daddy was terribly good at...