“But after years of practice she now prays as naturally as she breathes. Silently or aloud. From awakening to bedtime. In the cloister and in the hospital. Prayer slakes her thirst for the absolute. Prayer makes her heart rejoice.” – exhibit description of a nun’s life in the Monastère des Augustins. There is no TV … More En Silence
I have always enjoyed camping. We did it a lot growing up, mainly with Girl Scouts, but also as a family. But we haven’t camped as much in the last several years, just an occasional trip here or there. It had been a couple years since our last one when we went with friends two … More Do Nothing
I have a goal this summer. Actually, I have several, but the one that I keep thinking about this week is: Slow down. I have a terrible habit of always checking the clock. I have a very rigid sense of time, and it’s started to feel more and more constricting. This is not the way … More Always Out of Time
Saturday mornings around here start slow. We sleep in as much as time allows, get up gradually and make something delicious for breakfast (or brunch, depending on what time we climb out of bed), like pancakes, omelettes, or biscuits. We’ll probably get out a crossword puzzle while we eat and take turns filling in the … More The Slow Unfolding
Chad and I have one-third of an acre of land around our little house. When we moved in, it was one-third of an acre of wilderness and overgrowth, but we’ve made some major improvements and subdued some of the craziness. It’s still very much a work in progress– large chunk of our property is wooded, but … More One Patch of Earth at a Time
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