Making Things Beautiful Or What Might Otherwise Be Called Nesting

I used to paint watercolors. I was an art major in college. I thought that making things beautiful would be my life’s ambition until the overwhelming fear that I couldn’t hack it as a full time artist set in. I didn’t want to sell myself. I wasn’t interested in marketing beauty. I just wanted toContinue reading “Making Things Beautiful Or What Might Otherwise Be Called Nesting”

Solitude on the Road

“Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word solitude to express the glory of being alone. “¬† —¬†Paul Tillich While my husband is in his classes, learning the next echelon of leadership withinContinue reading “Solitude on the Road”