Reflections on Children, Music and Being Fully Alive
Rest... if there's one thing that's hard to come by in our busy culture it's this. It smacks of laziness, lack of productivity, skiving. If you're like me, you've got an internal slave driver that kicks in the moment you sit down to enumerate all the undone tasks, all the ways in which you could,… Continue reading Rest
Breathing in the midst of chaos I’m standing in the kitchen holding my crying 2 ½ year old. Sobs are bubbling up from deep down, racking her little body and I can feel her heart galloping along at breakneck speed. But she’s letting me hold her, which is good. Better than the last twenty minutes,… Continue reading Tantrum
Weaving Rainbows 