Potter, with hands that shaped the heavens, too grand for us to grasp, reach deep into my heart. Grab and grip my pride, my being, until I remain nothing more than... malleable.
Month: January 2014
Buried
I've been buried. The weight of the dirt is pressing hard against my skin. I feel bruises forming but in true 'tough girl' fashion, I pull hard to hold in the tears and fight to stand against the pressure. The earth sticks and cakes my lungs with mud as I breathe deep and will … Continue reading Buried
Growing, We do it Everyday
Baby Man's first tooth emerged to surface last night. It was another rite of passage into "big boyhood". The signs keep coming that he is growing so quickly. He is zooming through infancy with lightning speed while we crawl around with him on the living room floor hoping to savor the moments. He still sweeps … Continue reading Growing, We do it Everyday
Why I’m Choosing not to Teach my Children “Tolerance”
The collective voice of our cultural paradigm can be heard from sea to shining sea. We are reminded that hate is never the answer, that bullying is prevalent and tragic and that our differences should be celebrated rather than used for purposes of division or judgement. The most well-known passage of scripture at one time … Continue reading Why I’m Choosing not to Teach my Children “Tolerance”
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