Category: Deep Thoughts

Words in a China Shop

My mom had a saying: Don’t be a bull in a china shop. Nowadays there are not so many china shops around, but you get the picture. She was advising against going into tight, delicate situations and moving through them clumsily and aggressively. Also, sometimes when we were […]

Wrinkle Perspective

“Do I look wrinkly?” I asked my husband the other morning while preparing for work. “A little,” he answered. I was referring to my un-pressed cotton shirt. He was referring to my skin. I frowned and then we laughed.     Listen to me read this classic post: […]

Difficult, Not Impossible

I’m done refinishing the ceiling in the main part of our house. I can’t believe it. There were so many times during this project that I thought it was an impossible job. “Why did I start? The house will be a mess forever! I’ll only ever get this […]

In the Light of Kindness

Every once in a long while, a random act of love touches us. A long time ago, I was substitute teaching in a rural area of Alberta and had the unique opportunity to often sub in for teachers who served Hutterite colony schools. These school buildings were also […]

What’s Wrong with Linoleum?

    The other day as I washed the pine boards of the kitchen floor, I yearned for the smooth resiliency of linoleum. It’s durable, easy to clean, and it’s completely out of style. During renovation and house-hunting shows on TV, linoleum gets the same disgusted reaction as […]

Stalled

We tend to perceive time as linear, as running in a straight line out behind us and stretching unbending before us. I suspect that’s not exactly how it works, and many physicists have some interesting theories about the nature of time, how it moves, and how it flows. […]

Divested – A Poem

People in my life are going through big changes. All these changes remind me of what’s important. It’s not stuff. This is a poem I wrote called “Divested.” Listen to me read this poem here: Invested: Dig a hole, Build a house, Or buy a house. Big screen […]

You Were Gone?

Recently I contacted someone I’d worked with for years to let him know that I’m available as a substitute teacher. My ego was deflated when he said, “I wasn’t aware that you weren’t teaching full time.” Really? Wasn’t aware? To me, it seemed that this guy and I […]