Thinking and Seeing for Better Being
What details of your life could you pay more attention to? Three moments, caught before they slipped away — reminders that love and wonder often whisper, not shout.Life moves like weather — quick, familiar, and somehow always surprising.Most days we stand in its wind, meaning to notice, but not quite seeing.Then a photograph, a sound,... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptWhat would you do if you lost all your possessions?View all responses On Losing Grip, Finding What’s Left, and the Mess That Spills Out Once, not so long ago, I was poor enough that homelessness felt like it was pacing my porch. Creditors pounded as if they owned the hinges. Payday loans—devil’s candy—offered... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptTell us about a time when you felt out of place.View all responses On meat, potatoes, and the voices that keep me moving toward the river The Fork at the Table The scholarship dinner was a stage dressed as a meal. White linen stretched taut. Polished forks winked in the lights. My sister... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptIn what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?View all responses Finding Work That Feeds the Soul One summer in college, I worked three jobs to pay tuition. First: painting classrooms and waxing floors at the local high school, the smell of chemicals in my lungs, the hum of buffers rattling my... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptList three jobs you'd consider pursuing if money didn't matter.View all responses Gathering, listening, sharing — the only work worth waking for. If money did not matter, I would not spend my days chasing titles, padding résumés, or stacking years like bricks in a wall. I have done that long enough to know... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptWhat things give you energy?View all responses How struggle, not ease, fuels my soul. Two cups, one table, one day unfolding. The morning begins slowly, everything waiting for its cue.Button for coffee, knob for tea.A small hymn of burble and steam. Coffee for me.Green tea for Lindsey.Two cups, one table, one day unfolding.... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptShare a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.View all responses The Collections That Taught Me Grace I collected things once, the way boys do, as if the world could be catalogued and kept. Stamps torn from perforated sheets, slipped from milky envelopes ordered from the Littleton Stamp Company’s ads in... Continue Reading →
Daily writing promptDo you see yourself as a leader?View all responses More Is Caught Than Taught I lead best when I am not trying. When I try, things get messy. They rarely turn out as planned. Lunch with Agendas One summer in Door County, I worked at Al Johnson’s Swedish Restaurant with two high school... Continue Reading →
How do you relax? Rest comes easiest when it is received, not earned. Rest as Surrender Lucy’s pink blanket slipped from her shoulder as the bunny drooped in her hand. She did not plan this nap; she drifted into it. This is the kind of rest that comes when we stop fighting, when the body... Continue Reading →
Why do you blog? Life measured in boxes—headstones stacked above, pale squares below. Nothing promised. How Many Squares Do You Have Left? Following a Life Lived From the Inside Out I keep a grid on paper—ten by ten, one square for each possible year.Sixty-three of mine are shaded already.Dark little boxes, like headstones in rows.The... Continue Reading →
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