Boundaries
I really appreciate it when other people hold their boundaries, although it’s selfish of me. Why? I appreciate it because […]
We’ll Always Have Paris
If you follow my Instagram or Facebook you’ll already know the good news- we welcomed another pony into our family. […]
Hands
“Let me see your hands?” The request, infused with kindness, caught me by surprise. From behind my harp I held […]
The gift of a broken mug
My son was swinging a broom around the house, knocked over a large glass jug onto my cherished bowl, and […]
Dreaming
Dreaming. I dream vividly and graphically. Last night found me dreaming at each end of a spectrum: scary, violent; beautiful, […]
I’m not a “Professional” harpist
The question of what makes a harpist a professional was recently posited in a Facebook group. Do I fit the […]
New “Next” Chapters
Well now I’ve gone and done it- I’ve applied to graduate school! Am I insane? I honestly am not sure […]
Ready, Set, Show!
It’s kind of funny, I’ve been ticking off “bucket list” items with Chroi sometimes without even knowing they were on […]
The Soul of the Family
Note, this post was originally written only a few months after we brought Chroi “home,” and it sat in my […]
Stuckness
From pandemic to unemployment to the death of a deeply loved family member; from boredom and isolation and uncertainty of […]
SAHM: I thought I wanted to go back to work, but I was WRONG!
I recently was officially hired – genuinely went through an application, interview, and offer process! – and now my status has […]
Musing
My domain just renewed, so I suppose that means I should “renew” a commitment to sharing more. I’m not particularly […]
Is Anyone Out There? Is Anyone In Here?
Life takes no prisoners. Dreams don’t make themselves come true. It’s easy to become mired in the day-to-day, isn’t it? […]
Driving progress
I’m happy about our driving this week. Today Chroi plodded around the paddock like she was half asleep, so we […]
Total Inadequacy
I was taught that the more eyes you could get on a project, paper, or anything really that you’re doing […]
The “sole” of the horse
“No hoof, no horse.” I never considered myself “one of those people,” a [gasp] barefooter. But I guess maybe I […]
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