Tag: stillness

  • Watercolor Winter – A Poem

    Watercolor Winter – A Poem

    Nestled under blankets of soft pink snow sits a handmade home Built with patience, hard work, and love Tucked in tight, a patchwork quilt pulled up to her chin Amid a watercolor winter Purple wisps of cloud drift across the sky Intertwined with glowing ribbons of rose-gold Snow so cold…

  • Finding Life in the Winter Forest

    Finding Life in the Winter Forest

    Scampering through the snow Up trees and over logs Across the forest floor Into cozy burrows and back out again Making their own paths Weaving between trees Bounding through the stillness In the quiet forest of winter There is movement There is life Even in the cold Even in the…

  • How a Moment of Imperfection Led to Grace and Love

    How a Moment of Imperfection Led to Grace and Love

    It was all going so well — playing my clarinet in front of the large group of people sitting in the audience — until all of a sudden the wood of my instrument began cracking and splitting — right there, without any warning — followed by the reeds of my…

  • Step into a Year of Renewal and Joy

    Step into a Year of Renewal and Joy

    Happy New Year, dear friends – The days leading into the new year have been unexpectedly quiet in our home – and while there are challenges that come with a sick household, there’s been this pocket of time to pause, reflect, and gently reset. A part of me has felt…

  • 12 Ways to Embrace the Upcoming Winter

    12 Ways to Embrace the Upcoming Winter

    Just the other day we were driving through the mountains, commenting on how muted they’d become — no longer the vibrant red and orange tapestry we’d been enjoying all autumn, and certainly not the green mountain backdrop of summer.  My husband noticed a little patch of yellow off in the distance, a…

  • Finding Peace in the Stillness of Winter

    Finding Peace in the Stillness of Winter

    The early evenings whisper “slow down” — embrace the stillness that comes with November. Stepping out onto the porch, I take in the crisp air and close my eyes. The songs of summer crickets have softened to the hush of trees releasing their leaves — a gentle goodbye, a letting…