Saturday, November 14, 2026

Thought for Today: A Little Spot of Happiness

What makes us happy? It's such a big idea and basic idea all wrapped up into one big question: happiness? Today I am in a remote area of countryside so my son can participate in a biannual lab day at Houghton University. Happiness is taking your child to a meaningful activity. And happiness is also spending a few hours at the delightful Valley Bread and Bounty Depite the rural area, this place is bustling with customers looking for a heavenly gingerbread sweet roll covered in icing or a filling lunch with a friend. Hot soups, thick sanwiches, fresh garden salads, and baked goods freshly made in house are worth the drive. With cheerful jazz and pop tunes playing this is the spot to be on a cold November day. Happiness is taking a break from parenting and household demands to savor a treat and write for a while. Happiness is having a little spot to enjoy a couple of times a year. Thanks Valley Bread and Bounty.



Thursday, November 12, 2026

Thought for Today: Gift From The Sea (Part One)


Every year I try to read through one of my favorite inspirational books: Gift From The Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh. I am a fan of Anne M L in general. Her writing displays a deep intellect and insight into every day life as a woman creating art through writing. She is frank about her desires to be a better mother and homemaker and she admits to falling very short of the ideals society expected of women in the 1950's. Here is an excerpt from Against Wind and Tide Letters and Journals from 1946-1986. She had just gotten back from an exploration trip out in the western states with Charles in a problematic camper.  "Actually these were not--did not seem like-- ordeals to me, but more like adventures. The difficulties lie for me, curiously enough, in what is most ordinary for all the other women in the world--in keeping house, in shopping, in cooking; in ordinary living. I am very stupid at it because I have never really done it. I have never shopped and cooked and cleaned for my husband like an ordinary woman. When most women learn this--when they are first married--I was learning to fly and to operate a radio and to navigate and fly a glider." (May 26, 1947) She was married in 1929 at 23 and wrote these words as a 40 year old woman trying to get up to speed with homemaking after years of traveling adventures with her husband.

In Gift From The Sea, Anne goes to a favorite spot, Captiva Island, to gain clarity on her life through refelction on the beach. How amazing would that be to escape to an island cottage to wipe the inner slate clear from daily distractions? Yet, as I read the book, each time I am reminded and encouraged to do just that. To create time to reflect and get a break from the weight of dailiness. As a celebrity, it is astonishing how closely tied Anne was to the demands of every day life. She was famous, but the care of her home and family were solely her responsibility while her husband was away most of the time as an aviator. She was a brilliant writer and had to carve out time to do what she was deeply called to. She made time for her craft. But the distrations were endless. Here is a very relateable list from the book: "food, shelter, meals, planning, marketing, bills, making the ends meet in a thousand ways, experts to keep the modern household running; electricity, plumming, refrigerator, gas-stove, oil-burner, dishwasher, radios, car, numerous other labor saving devices to keep functioning properly, health, doctors, dentists, appointments, medicine, cod-liver oil, vitamins, trips to the drugstrore, education, spiritual, intellectual, physical, schools, school conferences, car-pools, extra trips for basketball or orchestra practice, tutoring, camps, camp equipment, transportation, clothes, shopping, laundry, cleaning, mending, letting skirts down, and sewing buttons on, or finding someone else to do it, friends, of husband, self, children.. arrangememnts to get together, letters, invitations, phone calls, transportation hither and yon." Not much has changed since 1950. Women seem to be the ones taking care of the list. And that is what Anne wanted to see change in some way, to see women getting a break from all the things and doing what was meaningful on the soul level in a personal way. She set the example by being a Writer. 


Monday, June 22, 2026

Thought for Today: Little Corner Flapping Around

Happiness is excitment that has found a settling down place, but there is always a little corner that is flapping around. ~ Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler

What is that little corner flapping around for you? Once in a while I sort of stumble upon something special that fills me with that sort of excitement that is deep and yet not so deep like a seal flapping its flipper on the surface of water. And there is usually a story. 

One day, not so long ago, I drove out into the countryside and after about an hour passing green fields in every direction I came upon a gravel driveway that led me back into the property of an old estate. I parked the car, put on my long light pink raincoat with the oversize hood and pulled on my flowery rubber boots. Briskly, I walked down a thick grassy path to a secret garden. Happiness. It was cold. It was raining and windy. Yet. Happiness was flapping around just as much as my raincoat in the wind. Beauty. And that tucked away feeling that I have treasured ever since I had a solitary reading spot in our drafty rarely used upstairs room with a little carpet and rocking chair and my very own stack of books. Happiness to be alone discovering something unique for the first time. It was refreshment for weariness that comes with daily stuff. An hour  was all it took and then I was tossing my soaking raincoat into the backseat and driving home, smiling, thankful to God for secret gardens that can move the soul.




Monday, June 8, 2026

Thought for Today: Exercising for Life

Our family chiropractor, Dr. Amy Mercovich, asked me to send her a few tips on exercising that might be helpful for someone who was just starting out. It was fun to think about and also affirming to have someone ackowledge that yes, I have been exercising over my entire life. Like it or not, thanks Dad. He got us kids out there. I remember it well. Turn off the TV and go for a run. I hated missing Little House on the Prairie, but I was learning something important. Need some inspiration? Check out Dr Amy's Blog for some great stories from people who have made exercise part of life and are living life better with exercise. 




Monday, March 30, 2026

Poetry: Poem for Lent...What If

 What If

What if the sun didn't rise

Pink light softly starting a new day

Darkness

What if snow didn't fall

Glistening snow angels happy days off from school screaming down the sledding hill

Bitter

What if Spring never came

Grass green leaves unfolding blossoms opening awake to fresh sunshine

Brown

What if music never came to life

Dancing humming deep connection healing joy

Emptyness

What if friends never laughed and smiled

Enemies

What if the sea never splashed its shore

Beauty comfort refreshment from heat

Burned 

What if movies didn't have popcorn

What if soft blankies were never cuddled

What if swim teachers never told us to jump in

What if there were no sunsets

Red orange pink bursting

Charcoal

What if coffee shops only served tea

What if good books didn't have sequels

What if he never asked and I didn't say yes

What if diamonds didn't sparkle

Valueless

What if You didn't speak the world into existence

What if You weren't?








Thursday, March 12, 2026

Poetry: Darkness and Light

Over the past few months I have been looking forward to and planning a Ladies Retreat. Last weekend finally came and what an honor it was to lead beautiful women in a couple of days of refreshment at Lake Ontario. I chose the theme of LIGHT. The idea hit me when I was putting away our Christmas tree lights and I was sad to see the lovely sparkly lights leave our living room. Light is such a meaningful part of LIFE. Springtime in the north brings more light and WOW what a difference it makes. We all feel so much more alive with more light in our days. Here are two poems I wrote for our first session to help visualize the difference light can make in darkness. This was a fun exerecise! I started with the Darkness poem and tried to paint with words what a dark path is like. Then, I wrote Light and it is almost the same poem but I changed just a few things to convey the difference light makes. 




Darkness


Walking home 

Down a dark path

Cold fingers, toes, cheeks

Wind cutting 

My thin coat

Fear filling

My mind

No light anywhere

Stepping slowly

Feeling

My way

Shadows shift

Black tree limbs

Reach to 

Grab, trip, push me

Down into the dirt

I see a house

Dark shadow 

Black sky

Tripping on steps

Grabbing icy doorknob

Opening

Searching

No light

Only 

Cold

Empty

Silence

Hunger

Darkness


Light


Walking down

A dark path

Cold fingers, toes, cheeks

Wind cutting

Thin coat

Fear filling my mind

Wait!

My flashlight!

Pulling it out of my pocket

Shining on every step

Shoulders relax

Calmly

Forward 

I walk

Frosted tree limbs

Sparkle in

Smallest ray

Beauty everywhere

I see a house

Dark shadow

Black sky but,

A candle in the window

Reaches out 

Welcoming

Tripping up steps

Grabbing icy doorknob

Opening

Searching

Fire crackles

Orange flames glow

Warmth fills the kitchen

Candles on the table 

Burning brightly

Baking bread smells like

Home in the soft

Light




Wednesday, February 4, 2026

Thought for Today: Winter Wonder

What makes you feel like a kid again? WONDER! Yes! It's that unmistakeable feeling that comes over you when you see something new and incredible, when you are shocked at how something works or was created to be so amazing. And it's like you are a child experiencing life in a fresh aspect like never before. This week wonder hit me. I woke up to another January day of cold and snow. As the day dawned, my daughter looked out our sliding glass door and excalimed, "Look at all the snowballs!" Sure enough, when I looked out to our backyard there were hundreds of snowballs rolled up overnight by the wind. In all my life I had never seen this before. WOW! Wonder! Amazement! I quickly changed clothes and threw on snow gear. I had to see this upclose and take some photos to share with family down south. When I got outside I saw more and more snowballs and my excitement grew. How could this be? How come I'd never seen this phenomenon before after so many cold snowy winters? I was filled with delight and energy! My average day in the north in January in winter changed into something special, something fun, something happy. What has filled you with wonder lately? Feel free to leave a comment!