I thought I’d introduce myself to readers new and old. Lots has changed since I started this blog! We’re all in this space of rebirth, even the planet herself as she rages with fires of purification and waters of renewal. Personally, I’m being called to bring more of my self outward after a long (veryContinue reading “Let me introduce myself”
Not everyone is so lucky that have a mom in heaven who sends them prank YouTube videos.
The goal is not to repress what the heart is stirred to express (hopes, losses, despairs, longings) but rather to hold it all in love….and then release.
In hindsight I have so many questions for my former self. Why did you, former Sarah, take so long to start writing? Why didn’t you start using anti-aging face cream sooner? And why oh why did you sit in that suffering place for so damn long?
Tomorrow will mark a year since I sang a song for my mother, an experience that still gives me goosebumps. Everything about that experience was infused with loving grace. I’m writing another post for tomorrow, but in the meantime I thought I’d share that post from last year.
2016 WENT LOW BUT WE WILL GO HIGH! Yesterday I started a list lessons from the little bastard teacher that was 2016. Numbers #1-10 were posted yesterday.(My spirited child hindered efforts to finish this in one fell swoop.) And now, I present #11 – #20.16, Lessons, gifts, and gratitudes (is that a word?) from 2016: #11. SWEATYContinue reading “A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016”
I have decided to take the high road with 2016. I’m done whining. Here is my attempt to make peace with the worst year ever.* 20.16 lessons and gifts from 2016 [amended: this is only parts 1-10 because my kid is mixing paints and that spells trouble.] A YEAR of this blog! Discovering the showContinue reading “A list of 20.16 gifts from the year 2016. No for real, I’m done bashing 2016. (For the moment.)”
The neighbor’s pine tree was removed today. It stood several inches away from our property line. But it felt like my tree. The large crew of workers cheered when the tree came crashing down but I stood and cried. Oh I had plans, all internal mind you, to talk to our neighbors about my their tree. They toldContinue reading “The Pine Tree (But it’s Not About the Tree)”
I started this blog a little more than a year ago and so much has changed in that time. I thought about this earlier this week as I rolled a pie crust, dancing to Lady Gaga and Tony Bennett, belting out old standards that my mom loved. I felt so much joy. This was possiblyContinue reading “A year later: broken open but not broken”
My mom was 43 years old the day that she listened to the voice. Five years older than I am as I type this. She listened and so she lived. To see graduations, birthdays, weddings, births. To adopt new identities: Mother-in-Law, Great-Aunt, and yes, even Grandmother. When my mother paused in the kitchen that day to listen, perhaps withContinue reading “Choosing to Dance: My Mother’s Breast Cancer Story”