Hello, and welcome. I write from a small city in Saskatchewan, Canada 🇨🇦 about ordinary and extraordinary days. I’m about contentment, quiet, and a faith that keeps me afloat in a world where storms show up without warning. Once in a while I go off on a tangent. Fair warning.

I like . . .

Frothed milk in strong coffee. Caramel drizzle. “You can’t always get what you want.” Britbox / Masterpiece. Solitude. The Imitation of Christ. Smooth stones / Prayer beads. Pineapple on pizza / podcasts on road trips. Stephen King. Madeleine L’Engle. Pedicures and painted toes. Floats. The Velvet Room. “Early to bed and early to rise.” Hot tea / ice water. Yorkshire Terriers. Desiderata. Black licorice. Potato chips. Christ Pantocrator. Handel’s Messiah. Blue. My Kindle. Tulips / Hyacinths / Lilacs. Cream cheese. Goats. Libraries / Coffeeshops. Macro photography. Testator silens / Silencium. Wide open prairie. Warm wind. Combines. Survivor. M. Scott Peck / Stephen Covey. Eucharist. Liturgy. Mystery. It’s a Wonderful Life. Butter tarts / butter buns. “All may, some should, none must.” Sunrise. Nessum Dorma. The first tomato of the season. The Lord’s Prayer / Prayer of Saint Francis. Cotyledons. Chess. Lisa Jewel / Shari Lapena. Grace. Black and white photographs. Early mornings. The written word. Orzo. “The only way out is through.” Bare walls. A new bar of soap. Ludovico Einaudi / Choir of King’s College, Cambridge. The Shack. Henri Nouwen. Moleskine notebooks. Nulla dies sine linea. Plain pasta. Deep conversation. Contemplation / Meditation.

My Molly. ❤️

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I thought I'd have things figured out by now but keep coming up with more questions. I’m doing my best to live into them, embracing quiet and contemplative practices, seeking wonder, and allowing the Divine to guide me. Here, I write about the journey.

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Author of The Presence of Absence: A Story About Busyness, Brokenness, and Being Beloved