Art, Writing & Big Magic, community

Will you be the light?

For every card sent by a child $5 will be raised for immigrant legal aid.

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Art, Writing & Big Magic, community

Will you Be the Light with me? (Free art in return for raising your voice!)

Here's my idea: I give away five postcards featuring my art and in return you use them to advocate for the end of the horrific child-separation policy.

Art, Writing & Big Magic, featured, inner-work

Peering into the closet

Sometimes we need to dig into the closet. What is in there that scares us? I've read that the Chinese New Year's FIRE ROOSTER brings with it the energy of tidying up, letting go, and being fastidious.  Recently I fully embraced the rooster energy and decided to spontaneously empty and organize our walk-in closet. To the… Continue reading Peering into the closet

#100daysofhope, featured, inner-work

Surviving #Alternativefactland (Or, Sarah, GET OFF YOUR D*&!! TWITTER!)

Because it is a bit addictive isn't it, seeing the stream of horrors? Nobody wants to admit they are the type of person to peak at car accidents, but we all do it. You know, just to see if everyone is ok even though we know OF COURSE THEY ARE NOT OKAY THEY JUST CALLED JAWS OF LIFE. WHO ARE YOU FOOLING?! Panic. I need to not feed into it. What are you feeding?

inner-work

The Winds are Slowly Filling our Sails

Solstice came! It occurred to me that while I am rejoicing the return of the light, others are like really Sarah?!  This means winter has started. In Iowa that means the frigid below-zero temperature winds will make it undesirable to leave your home. Not that it matters because the nearest Starbucks is AN HOUR AWAY. (Oh,… Continue reading The Winds are Slowly Filling our Sails

Art, Writing & Big Magic, inner-work, Seasons and Celebrations

Gratitude (kind of) for the darkness

Friends, solstice is upon us. Tomorrow. That is right, the days of winter darkness shift toward the light. I don't want to speak for y'all but damn, it is time for the dark days of 2016 to exit the building.  The church I attend had a lovely solstice celebration this past Sunday. We toasted "wasail" (apple juice)… Continue reading Gratitude (kind of) for the darkness