I remember when I thought 30 was forever away. Now it seems as though it was last week in this life that keeps propelling forward at a rate somewhere between feverishly fast and awkwardly slow. My friend Sarah McCarten (who I met through Elora Nicole’s Story101 eCourse) is celebrating her …
Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around …
So, what is the purpose of a table? Is it merely to hold the dishes and the drinks? Is it just four legs and a slab? Oh no, it is so much more. A table is conversation. It is a “how was your day?” and a “what does tomorrow look …
There are some things that deserve to be repeated, over and over again, like a most favorite song. For me, one of those things has become Buttermilk Pie. Now, in Guatemala there’s no such thing as buttermilk, so we have to improvise a little with regular milk and vinegar, but …
A broken soul is not the absence of beauty, but a cracked and torn soul reeks of the sweet incense it contains. ~C. JoyBell C. The ravine sits at the end of a dirt road on the outskirts of Chimaltenango. Every day, families come to dig through the mountain …
The more this old world is filled with big noisy things – both the “help me build my platform for good” things and the “this is truly the thing that will be our complete undoing” things – the more I fall in love with the little things. You know, things …
It’s raining. There is at times a delicate mist in the air, and times when the silence is disrupted by the tap-tap-tap on the windows and the gentle rumble of thunder in the distance. It’s like a pulse, a heartbeat that embraces and covers and nourishes. It reminds all who …
love came down from heaven. love still dwells among us. love has a name. emmanuel. Happy Christmas. Howdy, and welcome to the place I store all manner of thoughts and stories and recipes. It seems the perfect spot to write a little love letter to you this Christmas. I know, …
A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that …
I just remember their kindness and goodness to me, and their peacefulness and their utter simplicity. They inspired real reverence, and I think, in a way, they were certainly saints. And they were saints in that most effective and telling way: sanctified by leading ordinary lives in a completely supernatural …
We stood in the kitchen of one of the apartments at Eagle’s Nest. For many of the women, it was more like a castle – there was running water, an electric stove and oven, and cabinets full of dishes. The women had come from as far away as Guatemala City …