I was out walking with the kids the other day & I told them that I could smell autumn in the air. “What is that smell?,” they asked me. I explained about fallen leaves and the beautiful scent that they give off as they are decomposing. It is my favorite scent in the world, I think. It is the scent of my favorite season, the time that brings my heart…
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heartspill; the golden period returns
There was this stretch of time in my mid-twenties that I called “The Golden Period” because life felt so beautiful. My days and nights were warm and dreamy and magic. It was as though everything was coated with sugar and gold-dust. I remember living through…
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Of All The Things My Hands Have Held…
When my children look back on their childhood, my greatest hope is that they will remember the magic that I have worked so hard to create for them. “If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales.” “For all the things my…
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Halloween 2016 // Dinosaur & Lamb
Halloween is kind of a big deal around here. Errrr… that’s an understatement. Halloween is actually THE. BIGGEST. DEAL. around here. Roman and I start getting amped up about the end of July. This year the kids’ costumes were purchased in August. In October, once…
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The Hunter’s Moon
Last night was the beautiful, full, Hunter’s Moon. I snuck outside to snap a few photographs after Roman was asleep. I have always been drawn to the moon. There is something undeniably magical about it. Sometimes it takes my breath away. For ages, farmers, sailors,…
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The Simplest Days
I remain convinced that sometimes the sweetest days are the simple ones. Perhaps it’s because when I’m slowed down, not doing too much, I take the time to really observe and appreciate how blessed my life is. Roman has been sleeping in his room, in…
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A Magic Moment
There was this moment on our honeymoon. We had just finished a late lunch. It was our last full day on the ship. We were sitting in the dining room next to a window with a clear view of the sea. Something became active inside…
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disney magic.
This past week has been my company’s annual conference. This means sixteen hour days on my feet, cranky co-workers, and more stress than you can shake a stick at! (All of this and less than two weeks out until my wedding… yikes & yay!)Still, the…
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Happiness is Magic
Moken Children – photograph by Andre Testa “In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions. When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you…