Some rainbows

It wasn’t all rain. There were rainbows among which Shawna has blogged about fountain pens again. Honestly, she could do … More

The sweetness of 2020

I don’t want to pretend for a second that it was great. It was full of rawness and grief and … More

Here are the blog posts that you read most in 2020 As I click through the links I am surprised … More

The Sky Over My Mother’s House It is a July night scented with gardenias. The moon and stars shine hiding … More

What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade Mrs. Nelson explained how to stand still and listento … More

I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More

I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling … More

Courage It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. … More

Invitation to Brave Space Together we will create brave space. Because there is no such thing as a “safe … More