Have you ever dropped a stone in the calm waters of a pond? Plop. What a satisfying sound. Even better is picking up a handful of pebbles and slinging them out all at once. Plop, plop, plop! The ripples of each individual stone intersecting with its neighbor and then its neighbor’s neighbor, until eventually all… Continue reading The Ripples from a Doctor’s Story
This weekend my favorite Canadian shared these videos which burst into my soul like the fireworks she promised in the watching. It was one of those weeks when the stories coming in from the hearts of friends and family ached so much that a dull headache hung around under the surface of the days. I… Continue reading A Story and a Song for a Hard Reset
There is nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said about the glorious gifts of travel. I read and listen to people’s travel stories, discoveries, adventures and in a small way live vicariously through them all. The more I get to travel the more I am captivated by the lure and treasure of journeys.… Continue reading The Spiritual Practice Of Travel
Dear Kansas, June 5th marks 9 years you and I have been together. To honor this ‘almost a decade’ anniversary, I’m thinking it’s time to finally come clean about my feelings toward you. Brace yourself. It might get ugly before it gets surprising. I’ll start by first admitting we have had a rather rocky relationship, you… Continue reading A Love Letter to Kansas
Some things are so bad you just have to get them out, shove them right out in the light in hopes that decades of failure might find redemption through honest confession. Here it is. My name is Kelli and I suck at laundry. The washing, the drying, the folding, the ironing. All of it. There… Continue reading Death by Laundry and Other Confessions
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