What was the last live performance you saw? The Mindful Line – Mark Making at MOWA Tables were covered in crisp white paper. Crayons, pastels, sticks, and smooth stones waited quietly. And then—lines began.The Mindful Line was a 60-minute guided experience held at the Museum of Wisconsin Art (MOWA), blending story, color, and motion to... Continue Reading →
The One Quote That Ended the Conversation
Daily writing promptDo you have a quote you live your life by or think of often?View all responses A Vision of Silence, Sandals, and Something Greater I collect quotes like rainwater.Some sink in. Some evaporate. Kierkegaard when I’m restless.Rumi when I’m cracked open.Lao Tzu when I need to breathe.Jesus—when I need to be. But I’ve... Continue Reading →
Packing Light: What Camping (and Life) Taught Me About Carrying Less and Living More
Daily writing promptHave you ever been camping?View all responses Sometimes the best memories are made when we lose what we thought we needed. Some of my earliest camping memories feel almost mythic now. We had a heavy canvas tent that reminded me a little of a circus tent—likely something my father hauled back from his... Continue Reading →
Risks I Don’t Regret: The Hidden Curriculum
Daily writing promptDescribe a risk you took that you do not regret.View all responses “No one dies if the assignments don’t get finished. But if you do engage, you might find you become a little more self-aware—or at least remember you’re still alive.” Tatum Works While Melanie Sleeps Most days, I take a risk just... Continue Reading →
No Anxiety Here
Except When They're on the Roof, Tending the Grill, or Doing Dangerous Things Carefully Spying out the Land What Makes Me Nervous? Henry Enjoying a Summer Moment Not Henry in this moment. Not when he’s lounging in a camping chair—T-shirt, shorts, and bare feet—his head resting on one armrest, knees tucked up, feet gripping the... Continue Reading →
First Thought: Coffee
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. Because that’s how Saturdays begin First Cup The birds started it—chirping outside my window,nudging me into consciousness like feathered timekeepers.No alarm clock needed. Just light, sound, and the unspoken promise of coffee.I rolled out of bed.Bathroom first—because thinking and peeing tend to show up together.What... Continue Reading →
The Day My Ego Split… and So Did My Pants
Daily writing promptDescribe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.View all responses “Look at You, Look at You”: Ego, Embarrassment, and the Slow Work of Becoming Real There was a season when I was riding high—beloved by students, featured in the school paper, welcomed in the hallways like a... Continue Reading →
Where I Don’t Want to Go (and Why I Might Need to Go There Anyway)
Daily writing promptWhat place in the world do you never want to visit? Why?View all responses When the world moves too fast to stand still, friendship and faith remind us where we’re meant to be There are places I don’t want to visit.Not because they lack beauty—some are breathtaking.But because they move too fast, too... Continue Reading →
The Restaurant Where Goats Fell and Grace Showed Up
Daily writing promptWhat is your favorite restaurant?View all responses Goats on the Roof and Grace on the Table What a Swedish pancake house, a rain-slick roof, and a sticky apple juice spill taught me about real nourishment Not a chef, not a critic… just forming Back in my twenties, I worked at a Swedish restaurant... Continue Reading →
The Day I found the Truth on the Back of a Photograph
Daily writing promptDescribe something you learned in high school.View all responses What I thought I knew. What really happened. And what a wrecked Buick taught me about grace. The Day the Buick Died Memory is a funny thing.It’s not that it lies exactly.It just… edits. More like an impressionist painting than a photograph—blurring edges, shifting... Continue Reading →