Thanksgiving came to my house with both kids home from college and jobs. Our family and community witnessed the elegant end of a dear friend’s life on Thanksgiving Day. It was a poignant period of mourning and celebration of her life lived vibrantly and openly through the very end.My kids are bigger than when I began this blog 9 years ago. I thought I was writing about the sacred in the ordinary, about motherhood and how I lived it. That is all still true, but the changes that have transpired along the way have utterly altered the landscape of what I thought was ahead for me. Life has changed me. I have been changed by life. Our lives were touched by our dear friend’s life and we are changed for knowing her and her family.
What has carried me through this past week is the promise of Advent Dark Journal. It is born from my dedication to daily practice, even in the dark and difficult times. How I have navigated these years of motherhood and writing and making art and being in community is through the compass of daily creative practice. It tunes my awareness in unexpected ways.
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Annie Dillard wrote, “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.”
Take time this holiday season to savor the dark so that you might also honor the light.
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