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When Reading Equals Sheer Joy
Book Review: That Time I Got Drunk and Saved a Demon by Kimberly Lemming
There are days (sooooo many days) when all you need is a bit of something fun. Whether that is a game, a movie, a show, or whatever. For me…that is often (frequently, usually) books. And I have been in desperate need of something riotously fun lately. Not that the books I have read so far this year haven’t been awesome;…
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Stark Bright Moments in the Snow
Late this morning, the snow began to fall. We have not had a proper snowfall this winter and today seemed desperate to make up for that. It has been snowing for close to 8 hours while the world has transformed. And quieted.
I know I have written before about the profound silence of snowfall and the peace that it brings me. Today, when I got home with my kiddo, I let them thump their way upstairs…
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The Edges of Mercy
We often define mercy as giving someone better than they deserve. Dr. Barry H. Corey of Biola University wrote in his book Loving Kindness about having a “firm core with soft edges”. Edges that are givable, shapeable if mercy is needed, but that surround a solid, strong core of love and integrity. That is what teaching feels like at times, honestly: needing to have a solid core with soft…
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What is Right and Good
Yesterday, I reposted an old Twitter post by Stephen Bryce that starts out “I am utterly convinced that God will have all kinds of grace if we got the theology wrong…” It continues on to say that we might be more upsetting to Him is if we got the part about loving people, seeking justice, and being merciful wrong, a statement mined from my favorite verse of Scripture, Micah 6:8. My heart leapt…
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Routine: the Road to Comfort
I have a Friday night routine. Of all my nights, Friday nights are the most sacred. They are my Sabbath. After I leave work on a Friday evening, nothing work-related happens—no emails, no grading, no lesson-planning, nothing. I need one entire night that is dedicated to not working. However, I still have a routine but it is a routine that leads me to rest.
When I get home on a Friday, there are…
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Starting Back at the Beginning
In fewer than 48 hours, I return to the classroom after our two-week winter break, and whew! That letdown is hitting hard this year. I have done myself a great service in that I gave myself several days of absolute planless laziness. Hours to just read, nap, watch movies, etc. I needed that, desperately. Usually, I would be kicking and cursing myself right now for such stupidity because I would…
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#beginning#Blogging#emotional health#life#mental health#New Year#Routine#Starting over#teaching#Writing
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XLV. - Thanksgiving Edition
The table seemed to grow longer every year, which was rather a wonderful thing. Fern fluttered down its length, scattering shimmering leaves amongst the lanterns, dishes, glasses, and the like, giving a golden effect to the settings. She also draped warm blankets and shawls over the backs of chairs for those who might like to linger at the table over their mulled wine as the evening darkened and…
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#Autumn#Community#fiction#Gratitude#harvest#magical modernity#moments in magical modernity#short story#Thanksgiving#Togetherness#Urban Fantasy#Writing
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XLIV. - Mabon's Blessing
She laughed in delight as a zephyr kicked up a swirl of fallen leaves, dancing them around the children caught in its center. The tiny bells wound round her antlers chimed like fairy-speak and made her laugh even more alluring and soothing. In her nut-brown hair, shimmering leaves and sunflowers nestled with wheat stalks and berries in their fruitful brightness, surrounding the crown of antlers…
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In Those Dark and Messy Places
My favorite children’s book about God is It Will Be Okay by Lysa TerKeurst. I have lost track of how many times I have read (and cried over) this book to my beloved child (and to myself) or how many times I have used its words to reassure them, “It will be okay, Little Seed.”
In the story, a little seed and a little fox become friends, living simple, happy lives in the farmer’s dusty shed and…
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Yellow: The Golden Hue of my Soul
I love yellow! It is honestly one of my favorite colors, as a concept as well as to wear. I once dressed in only yellow for an entire week at work just to see if I could do it and because my spirits needed that tangible, sunshiny lift. I feel like honey or sunshine, warm like sunflower.
The other day, I donned a pretty yellow-gingham dress for a graduation party. As I popped into a store on the…
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Planning the Next Step
“I have a plan.”
It may not seem like much but being able to say those words when things get rough is a help to me. When things are scary or money is tight, being able to look at what is going on and what I have to work with and say “I’ve got a plan” actually makes it easier for me to say what is wrong. I am not a person who likes to admit when things are hard or difficult. To me, admitting that…
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On Turning Forty
Today is my 40th(!) birthday, hence the title. And, strange though it may sound, I have been looking forward to this. I have had a great anticipation for this birthday, so much so that I cannot really explain it, even to myself, but it is true. It feels like I am waking up on Christmas morning, all that excitement bundled up at the base of my spine, just ready to race up it and set me…
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XLIII.
The winter day was still crisp and cold but the sunshine emanating from the clear blue sky was bright and warm on any upturned face. It was as though the sun had escaped its winter weakness and was running rampant throughout the day.
And that was because it very well was.
“Apricity! Where are you, you aggravating creature?”
A woman traipsed through the glistening snow, her hooved feet resting…
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#Apricity#Blogging#Fantasy#fiction#magical modernity#moments in magical modernity#Stories#sunlight#sunsteed#Urban Fantasy#Writing
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Winter's Restorative Quiet
Recent snowy weather lined up with the timing for our annual big winter storm, and, honestly, I had been looking forward to it. I have come to love those days of forced slowing down, forced quietude. When Winter settles its blanket heavily over everyone and everything, keeping us in and still.
Winter has a quality of serenity all its own. There is a profundity to winter-quiet, with all the…
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A Letter to Becky Chambers
Dear Ms. Chambers,
I do not know if I will ever find the words to adequately thank you. Even now they twist and twirl around my fingers, dancing around the keyboard, all too eager to have their say. But I will try to start with the most important ones.
Thank you! Thank you for Sibling Dex and Mosscap! I have not felt as seen as I did peering into Dex’s tender, aching soul. And I don’t mean…
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#A Prayer for the Crown-Shy#A Psalm for the Wild-Built#Becky Chamber#Blogging#Book#encouragement#letter#Thank You#Writing
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Book Review: Marmee by Sarah Miller
Book Review: Marmee by Sarah Miller
I cannot explain how happy this book makes me! Little Women is, far and away, my favorite novel and has been for the majority of my life. I have consumed this story in a myriad of different forms and have had so many surprising parallels between my own life and that of Jo March’s fictional one. But this book…oh, this book!
Here is our beloved Marmee’s soul laid out in her own journal entries. It…
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XLII. (New Year’s Eve 2022)
XLII. (New Year’s Eve 2022)
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#2022#fiction#magical modernity#moments in magical modernity#New Year&039;s Eve#short story#Urban Fantasy#winter#Writing
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