Altared Spaces

Breath. Light. Remember. Repeat.
Breath. Light. Remember. Repeat.
Some lessons take a lifetime—and a little irony—to appreciate. As I remember my mother-in-law and step-mom, I reflect on the ways my younger self misunderstood them and how time, love,... Read more...
Much Altared
Much Altared
This post is 2 years in the making. I put it here, on this last day of March in remembrance of three things: 1. My mama's birthday is in March.... Read more...
Ring the Bell
Ring the Bell
Mom hands me a box with a gold and silver curiosity inside. We stand together on a Japanese hillside 32 autumns ago, ex-pats in a land my family calls home... Read more...
Open The Book
Open The Book
I have always been a person of the Book. A woman of the Word.  Scriptural record? Spiritual speech? Native language. Mother tongue. The good news for me is that the... Read more...
Light The Candle
Light The Candle
 Most of you weren't here when I made our first post on Instagram, just over a year ago, and featured this cover pic with the following caption:“We did it. Found... Read more...