I like what this artist, Matthew G. Welter, says about carving wood: that cracks are glorious– “Cracks are at once the markers of imperfection and a welcome, random release of tension in an otherwise well-ordered reality. Cracks are justification for, and acceptance of forces we cannot control. Dodging them has led to some of this [...]

One place I find Wabi Sabi is in my “to do” list. If I need to get certain things done, and I just can’t get them done that day–either because of circumstances or because I just am not in the right (creative) frame of mind–I no longer force it.  I put it on the next [...]

By pure luck, here was our chance.

I really don’t think I have postpartum depression. Yet I certainly don’t have postpartum jubilation either.

To me, wabi sabi is a constant reminder to find the beauty in imperfection.

I can totally understand why families buy cheap meat in bulk. But this movie asks, what is the true cost of food?

I really do wish I could just blindly follow the AAP guidelines. It would have made the past year a heck of a lot easier. But my conscience would not allow it.

I have always felt that what I take in through my senses has a deep and lasting effect on my soul.

Looking in from the outside, having kids always seemed inherently so wasteful. The plastic diapers, plastic toys, plastic everything. But then I had a breakthrough: it didn’t have to be that way.

March 19, 2008
It’s five years since the start of the Iraq War.
While we’ve been sitting on the couch watching the 4th, 5th, 6th season of American Idol, 160,000 American sons and daughters are on the ground in a foreign desert, for their 4th, 5th, 6th tour of duty, not knowing exactly what they’re doing there.
Michael [...]