Be. Here. Now.

Be. Here. Now.

Paying attention often means intersecting with important reminders. This past weekend I walked into a gift shop and spotted a key chain with the words, “Be. Here. Now.” I’ve repeated over and over how much I resist sitting in the present moment....
Unscripted Moments

Unscripted Moments

Two weekends ago, our scheduled plans did not include a visit to the swimming pool. The wading in the water and the cannonballs that made a large splash were impromptu and spontaneous. This revelry was set into a motion with a simple request by my daughter, “Can...
6th Grade and All the Places She Will Go

6th Grade and All the Places She Will Go

It took me a few minutes to type the title of this piece. The passage of time unfolds without paying attention to the complicated, sad or happy. Since my daughter’s birth, I am accustomed to marking time with her milestones. Today she will leave home as a fifth...
Thoughts on Bullet Journaling and Consistency

Thoughts on Bullet Journaling and Consistency

In January I chose my word of the year – consistency. The first quarter of 2017 has proved humbling. I’ve concluded  I still have much to learn when it comes to possessing the discipline to continue with a plan or habit. The last 3 months have taught me it...
Time and Transience

Time and Transience

On a walk this week, I captured a snapshot of this flower. The pink and yellow hues soft and tender, the strength and simultaneous fragility on display for those who choose to pay attention. I’ve talked about how much my walks and runs are integral to my...
Lessons From a Person I’ve Never Met

Lessons From a Person I’ve Never Met

Last weekend I read Amy Krouse Rosenthal’s, You May Want to Marry My Husband, a piece in which she creates a dating profile for her husband, Jason. (For those of you who haven’t heard of this piece, I urge you to read her words). The catalyst for her essay...