Exploring Our Connection to People and Place
Sometimes going home is wonderful. Other times, not so much. Each going home is filled with expectation and hope. If our visit is good, home burrows further into our hearts and psyches. And if it is not, home loosens its grip.
Why does one place feel like home and another place, while beautiful or lovely in many ways, does not? How is it that I don’t care much for Tuscany, when it is so well-renowned for its beauty? To put it simply (very simply), places… Continue Reading “Imprints of Home: Fragments We Carry, Wherever We Are”
If you don’t know the history of the Greenwood massacre, you’re not alone. But it’s time that you do.
We all wrestle with anxieties, fears, and insecurities but we don’t talk about these things. Just like we don’t talk about poop, unless we’re joking.
I can write and talk about Mom at length on any other day, but on this day, I don’t know what to say. So I give you the words of Terry Tempest Williams.
The landscape of our childhood is imprinted on our psyches and stored in our bodies. The places where we played will always be home.
Dining tables are more than surfaces for eating. They are vessels for living. They hold us together as families. They represent nourishment, community, and possibility.
Our hometown is always part of us, even when we move away, even if it no longer feels like home. It is almost part of our genetic history. We come from this family. We are part of this tribe.
Transformational Travel, otherwise known as: My Hero Journey While Traveling in Italy and How I Found My Way Home.
My mom was certainly a product of the time and the place in which she was raised. But she wasn’t restrained by it. By the 1970’s she was a vocal advocate against racism. Prejudices run deep, but then CAN be overcome.
A new friend recently gifted me with the book, Between Silence and Light: Spirit in the Architecture of Louis I. Kahn, by John Lobell. I vaguely knew about Kahn. He is the subject of the 2003 documentary, My Architect, and he designed the Kimball… Continue Reading “Honor the Material”