boats beating against the current, ceaselessly against our past

Perhaps one of the most haunting lines from Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby comes at the end with an image of boats straining tirelessly to edge their way along a path against a current only to be carried further and further away into the past. I had long been in love with the…

Temple Attendance: Peace, be still

    I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. As an active member of the church, I attend the temple to perform sacred ordinances. Throughout this past year I have had persistent and recurring dreams regarding a temple being built in a nearby community and…

Learning to Tame the Right Kind of Wild

The weather has finally cooled here a bit and I spent some time in an early morning being an earth mother in my front flower bed as my babies slept inside. It was time to settle my flowers for cold weather and tidy up the beds, clean up the rough…

Lazarus

    I invited passion back into my life this year after ignoring it for so long. Passion had, in my mind, become something to stifle in my voice and my heart for many reasons.  And in so doing I had killed a part of myself that was integral to…

swaying

#Reverb12, Day 1: How are you starting this last month of 2012? Take a moment, close your eyes, take a deep breath and ask yourself the question: how do you feel… in your body? in your mind? in your day job? in your creative life? in your heart? I will…

Refiner’s Fire

It’s been tough being grateful the last couple days.  I’ll be honest.  The hostilities of the election (now over) were almost too palpable.  The behavior of the citizenry was shameful, on both sides. But in my heart, though I quietly retreated, I was thankful.  So thankful for the bright yellow…