The Art of Becoming

The Art of Becoming

On Gratitude, Changing Seasons, and Learning to Rest. There is something about fall that speaks to my soul. Maybe it’s the softer light, the cooler mornings, or the way the land slowly begins to settle after a long, hot Texas summer. The trees begin letting go of...
Untie

Untie

  Back in 2012 I wrote a blog about “Don’t cut what you can untie.” At first, I took it literally. Don’t cut the pretty ribbon from a package when you can patiently untie it and save it for another day. At the time, I was reading Seven Thousand Ways to Listen by...
Between Homes

Between Homes

As my plane began its descent into Asheville last week,  I found myself leaning toward the window. The Blue Ridge Mountains slowly emerged beneath the clouds, wrapped in their familiar blue haze. Before the wheels ever touched the runway, I already felt at home....
The space between the storms

The space between the storms

Healing often begins where we finally choose to slow down. This July started off looking different than I imagined. A fall beside my horse, Stetson, left me with a concussion and bruises that needed time to heal. At the same time, my horse was on his own journey. His...
Field notes for summer

Field notes for summer

  Summer around here is measured in horseback rides, checking cattle in the pasture, swimming in the river, stocktanks and kayaking. The grandkids spend their days outside until exhaustion finally catches up with them. Riding horses throughthe pasture, baseball...