2025

One year ago I created a space to write about my direct experience, in my voice, based on an eternal, at times tumultuous, deeply, loving relationship with God. Some of you have already read these posts. Coming Home to Her was the first to be shared and after it was edited and I saw it in print, my message had changed. It felt like a game of telephone or when you talk with someone and it is being interpreted through their filter. This part of being human happens all the time, every single day in the world wide web of life. Communication is an important skill, understanding an even greater one and both can take a whole lifetime or maybe 100 to continue improving upon…

My son at 7 innocently and purely asked me why he had to do the dishes if he didn’t make them dirty, I realized in that moment I had a choice, I could say because I said so or I could give him an answer that might make sense. I told him, a house is a community and a community is a home. We work together to get shit done. So….we play all kinds of music and it becomes a more enjoyable chore, other times we do it quietly, afforded a moment of concentration and an opportunity for mindful work.

It turns out, each of us have our very our own way of doing the exact same thing.

All children do……..when we are listening.