This little idea has been occurring to me lately. It happens when I’m doing something I don’t usually do. Like go to a restaurant by myself. Or make a call I would usually be afraid of. Or choose to be…

I rinsed the pot. Used my hand to reach in and scrub off the coffee grinds and oils. The water ran cool over my hand and then I felt the water. It swirled around my fingers. It rushed out of…

This morning as it rains. As I was woken up by what sounded like a weather warning radio. As I was hoping to sleep a bit more. As I found out my half and half has gone bad. As I…

She wrote, “I don’t find wind terribly interesting.” I didn’t know how she could say that. I twirled that phrase around and asked myself if I could ever make a claim like that. Not terribly interesting? Wind? This morning when…

I’m puttering around the house, vaguely aware of a perpetual list of things to do. One thing done, another jumps up. Wash clothes, fold towels, walk dog, clean kitchen. I sigh. In between the lists and this breath I see…

I have a problem with perfection. No, not even perfection. The idea that everything around me could be just a little bit or a lot better IF. If only. If only I had the money, the time, the strength. If…

“If you want to learn to swim jump into the water. On dry land no frame of mind is ever going to help you.” –Bruce Lee As I was researching quotes for one of my inpiration posts, I found this…