Nyungwe Forest Lodge

Sometimes life throws you a breather, a chance to slow down, a minute to reflect. For the past 6 months we have not taken time to breathe. Our lives have just been steaming forward like a freight train. We’ve been zooming past big change after big change and crisis after crisis at the speed of …

today…

Today I lived a little dream and it looked like this… I ate an entire fish for lunch, jumped off a dock, ran screaming across burning hot sand, marveled at the mountains in the Congo, floated in the water until the tide pushed me in, ached a bit to see my dearest friends, stared at …

Beauty In Trees

I I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.  e. e. cummings 

I vow that…

I will do things that make my heart sing. Always. When I ignore that I need art, open spaces, Mexican food, stillness, community, laughter, and to serve… I slowly die. So, I write to myself… Dear woman, Life is too short not to move to that place, or make that change, or learn that scary …

littlest little

littlest little dear baby, you have my heart so stop. stop all this growing. please. don’t become a real boy. swirling whirling life. i can’t hang on the clock keeps… marching. and here we live chasing a dream we chase the dream for you. for two boys in africa our souls would burst if we …

Lost.

Last night we lost you. It stings with a heart wrenching, gut sinking foreverness. I am aching all over with the finality of it. You had no idea if we were ever coming back for you. But we were, my regal friend, we were. I feel as if a part of me has broken away …

the chocolate pirates

I’m up. In the middle of the night. This happens to me on and off, especially when I hear weird noises that may or may not be gunfire. All this wakefulness has gotten me thinking about our weirdest night in Burundi. We had been here a little over a month when I woke up in …

but somehow…

In silence I can finally see you. This aloneness soothes my weary self away. Even though it’s just.one.minute. I’m bent like a twig before you, the Creator of all time.   My minds eye wanders to love. Your love for this place. I can see it as clear as day, you love this land. You …

My open sore floor show

Do you know those weeks that seem like ten thousand weeks all rolled into one? The ones where you look back on Sunday and can’t believe ALL OF THAT LIFE fit into one week? I just finished one of those. When last week began I didn’t have a five year old, and then suddenly I …