Category Archives: Connection

Full Blossom and Thoughts About Time.

I’ve been thinking about the concept of time lately.  How I battle this false internal narrative that there’s not enough of it.  That I’ll run out. That the dreams won’t come to fruition “in time.” My inability to remain present.  My constant obsession with racing the clock, penciling in, planning, ruminating, wondering, “what if-ing.”  Worrying.ContinueContinue reading “Full Blossom and Thoughts About Time.”

Rainy Day Inspiration

You are not who others perceive you to be. There are intricate layers to your being: those of grief and of growth that only you + God know to be true. Your being is not static. It is becoming and unbecoming and becoming again. Lately, my own perception of myself has felt muddy. I’ve letContinueContinue reading “Rainy Day Inspiration”

A Conversation a Day…

It happened again. The evil statement. The one where I (farmer) am lectured by two people who have never been on a farm, but ironically, know more about our food supply than a lady in yoga pants and a peace-sign graphic tee (me. that’s what I was wearing. Not overalls and a straw hat. Misleading,ContinueContinue reading “A Conversation a Day…”

More Female: International Women’s Day

Unpopular opinion: We are not the same. Men and Women. We’re not the same.  We are not equal, and it was intended to be this way. In our attempts to attain equality, let us not deny the feminine’s overarching power. No matter how much we strive to become equal, we will not win.  It’s unfairContinueContinue reading “More Female: International Women’s Day”

Sweet like Honey: Discovering the Name Gingerline

Wild and tall and resilient Powerful  like a sunflower chasing the light Sweet like honey. Clear as water or thick as molasses.  golden like the sun. The sun, bathing a red-dirt canyon, the one behind 27 Windy Meadow My first home-away-from-home. On the Llano Estacado. The clay of West Texas the clay where I belong.ContinueContinue reading “Sweet like Honey: Discovering the Name Gingerline”

The Power of the Assist

MJ and Scottie. Brady and Gronk. Serena and Venus. Because two is better than one. The assist matters.  The W doesn’t happen alone. My friends, we have all been given stewardship over somebody. Whether you’re MJ or Scottie or even Rodman in his eccentric, lime-green hair (which for the record, I thought the leopard printContinueContinue reading “The Power of the Assist”