An exam point-of-view

I have now sat exams on three continents, in 4 countries, and am just mesmerized at how beautifully illustrative the process has been on culture.  I do want to stress that everyone I have dealt with in all of these situations was EXTREMELY kind. There is no end to wonderful people all over the world.  That said, the processes... Continue Reading →

To the Pacific Northwest weather

Dear Spring, I am going need to you to try a little harder. It was a very long, dark winter and while I appreciate your tenderness, I need you to assert yourself now, please.  Okay, yes, I did complain about your early arrival last year with a sun that blazed and scorched a bit too... Continue Reading →

Little by little

My silence is so full. In between hands reaching for me, my every moment heavy with things to do, care for, tend to, I steal chances, seconds, hidden moments behind doors. I am diving deep in these hidden moments, deep into my nights, into words, literature.  I have been inching my way towards a degree... Continue Reading →

My House of Belonging

Fires still lit for early mornings and fading light at day’s end.  Skies filled with a sometimes warm sun riding on still too crisp breezes.  Spring seems to whimper in a corner as winter refuses to yield.  But our rhythmic days have returned after the whirlwind tumble of school breaks.  Maybe it’s age, maybe it’s... Continue Reading →

Road trip

After 23 hours of flying my husband arrived from South Sudan and then just hours later we all packed into the car to drive up the Pacific Rim Highway, to where the sea crashes into the shore on wild waves.  Our island is gentle, soft. Our shore is silent and meditative, calming. The open north... Continue Reading →

The unpredictable life

I love this spot where the sky meets the sea. It is our playground. It is my heaven.  Every day, rain or shine, bundled against cold, or shedding against heat, this is where we come.  Living all over the world is so hard sometimes, but this is why we do it. Had Uganda not been... Continue Reading →

Spring

  It’s the beginning of spring.  It’s spring break.  The rhythm of schooled days have turned into a tossed windstorm of bike rides, beach combing, farm visits, field running, and play dough covered hands. Children who never seem to stop moving, eating, needing, loving.  All day we play, run, eat, until we collide with our... Continue Reading →

Memories

  My son and I found this piece of bark on one of our long beach walks. It is completely whole, round, having fallen off and come apart from a tree without breaking. I imagine the log tossed in waves, smashed against rocks, water massaging and tearing at the bark little by little until it... Continue Reading →

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