Season of Renewal

Fall always feels like renewal for me. In college, I loved that back-to-school feeling, a new schedule of classes, a pile of new textbooks. I was on fire for all the new things I would learn over the semester. That feeling of renewal has continued on the ranch, when the change in temperature brings a … More Season of Renewal

Listening to Ozzy

In the small, Eastern Washington town where I grew up, someone spray painted the words, “OZZY KNOWS LISTEN”* on an overpass. The words were already up there, in huge black letters by the time I learned to read, about 1984, and they stayed until our family moved away in 1991. I’ve been thinking about those … More Listening to Ozzy

A Solstice Pause

In the weeks leading up to the Solstice, the world has felt to me like a ball tossed in the air, hovering just for a moment before it falls back down. Something about these long days, when the sun wakes me before my alarm and the kids keep playing outside on their bikes when they … More A Solstice Pause

Speaking About Wounds

I’m excited to announce that Sunday, July 14 I will be speaking at Highlands Presbyterian Church in Cheyenne. I’ve titled my talk, “Moving From the Wound Towards a Religious Vitality,” and I will draw on my childhood experiences as a strict Seventh-day Adventist to examine how religions can wound, and also how they can play … More Speaking About Wounds

Smoking Waters

Every year, on a long weekend in the miserable belly of winter, our family escapes to Thermopolis, Wyoming, home to the world’s largest mineral hot springs. There’s nothing quite like running out the door into a 15-degree winter morning, knocking ice off the railings as you ease your way into a steaming pool. When the … More Smoking Waters