I awoke the other morning with a heart so heavy, it felt like a brick pinning down my body and rendering me immobile. The... »
Mothering
On Motherhood and Faith
On a completely primal level, I find myself, in a very real sense, worshiping though my children, with the very act of mothering. »
Moonlight Gifts
In the eleven years I have known my husband he has never seen me cry. Well actually there was one time my eyes welled up for him on our first year wedding anniversary when to my elation he gave us Lakers play-off tickets. But I can’t recall a single time I’ve ever cried... »
Mother
I crave my son as night craves the day. He brings forth in every way, every single piece of my soul, seeping out around me as I go forth in the world forever changed by his love, forever molded by his essence and forever grounded by his being. He changed me. Not for the... »
Breathe
Mama . . . Means so much in so few syllables. It never ends, the job description just keeps on going and going and going. The wonderful thing about it is that you keep on finding new wonderful, powerful layers of yourself. »
Earth Mother
Earth Mother, star mother, You who are called by a thousand names, May all remember We are cells in your body »
Symphony
Music has always been a huge part of my life, and since the earliest days I can remember, my creative energy has found expression through singing and songwriting. »
Birthing Motherhood
I dreamed of my child before I knew what motherhood meant. I saw the scrabble of names I would choose, the books I would buy for them, the games we would play and the places we would visit. »
A Powerful Love Reflected Back
“There are two kinds of people in this world . . . Mothers and their children.” »
Beautiful, Bountiful, Blissful Motherhood
Love, peace, and light to all the radiant mothers. May you honor yourselves as the gift you are to your children for bringing their light into being. »
Baking Our Way Through Toddlerhood
Recently I decided to try bread baking with my 2 ½ year old daughter, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect . . . Was she still to little to try something like this? How hard would it be? Would the time consumption and mess be worth it? Would she like it the process... »
