“I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.” –To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee When you know you’ll […]
I am here. And sometimes I am scared. I will still show up. I will refuse to make consequential decisions and take actions solely out of reaction to fear. Noticing the fear, listening to it, allowing it, accepting that it is present creates awareness. Fear is a teacher, as are many emotions that I have
Warm, soft, enveloping winter sun holds the first drops of Spring. Be a foreshadowing, please, of the time to come. But if not, I am thankful, anyway, for the way you remind my skin, when my brain would rather not listen, that beauty and light cannot be extinguished. Darkness is a field upon which all
I am currently living in fear. Not all of me, and not constantly consciously. Perhaps not even often consciously. But it is there, simmering in a hidden aspect of myself. It is living in a hell. Heaven is of our own making, in the moment to moment living. There are those for whom heaven is
Sometimes the moment is just too beautiful.As if I had been existing inside the prisms of a diamond,wondering at the exquisiteness of the reflections around me,overwhelmed with awe at the perfection, the structure, the design.Soaked and soothed in the beauty that surrounded me.Only once it became too much, when the force of all that my
Petals falling softly dropping assumptions and notions one by one Fully opened, the heart reveals the always meant to be. – – No longer robed in harsh constriction, disguised as soft concern. What is center? A riot of color? A thorn? Pure white light? It is yours. It is you.
When the fog rolls it floats above my head Then under my ankles Stretching out my arms, the tendrils slip through my fingertips Solid in perception but invisible to hold Water turned ghost Freedom to obscure or reveal
Hanging in there with the self portrait project over on Instagram, #portraitsofme! In February, I included kids in my weekly shots a few times, which can by tricky (securing cooperation!) but always results in images that I treasure. These boys seem to grow and change overnight. I want to remember how they feel, settled into
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…at preschool drop off this morning as I’m struggling to grab all the bags and the baby: “Mama… I’ll think of you at school today. Will you think of me?” Of course, sweet boy. Of course.
Long weekend trips are one of my favorite parts of living in Sicily. Within a few hours there are so many types of locations- beaches, mountains, islands, metropolitan areas, backcountry roads… whatever you’re looking for, it’s here. Recently, we had the pleasure of experiencing the island of Salina, which is a member of the
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Trying to cram breakfast into a 7 year old. After enjoying cupcakes with his 1st grade classmates.
We’re a couple months past his 1 year birthday, but better late than never on finishing up the first year’s worth of monthly portraits, right?
Sometimes your Mama is an (over-scheduled) slacker on the first day of preschool and ends up taking your ‘first day’ picture on the second day. She hopes you’ll forgive her.
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This week was our family’s first foray into public school. After a wonderful year of homeschool for Kindergarten we decided that Isaac would benefit from the increased social interaction and chance to work on listening to other adults ;) that school on base here in Sicily would allow him. The first week has been a
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