Pull up a chair. This week has felt quieter, but in a different way than last Friday. Last week carried a kind of stillness that asked us to pause. To sit with something heavy and meaningful. And then Easter came, and with it a sense of light that felt both familiar and new at the…
At Home
Pull Up a Chair: April 3, 2026
Pull up a chair. Today is quiet in a different way. Not the kind of quiet that comes from a slow morning or a peaceful afternoon, but the kind that feels intentional. Sacred. A little heavier, but not in the same way the past few months have been heavy. Today is Good Friday. It is…
Pull Up a Chair: March 27, 2026
Pull up a chair. March is almost behind us, and I have been thinking about what this month has actually meant. Not what I hoped it would be. Not what I wished it would fix. Just what it has been. It has been steadier. Not perfect. Not magical. Not a grand turning point. But steadier….
Pull Up a Chair: March 20, 2026
Pull up a chair. This week feels quieter in a different way. Not heavy like February. Not uncertain like the beginning of March. Just quieter. As if the noise in my head has lowered a few notches and I can finally hear myself think. I am still finding my footing. That has not magically changed….
Pull Up a Chair: March 13, 2026
Pull up a chair. This week feels different — not dramatically so, not in a fireworks-and-breakthrough sort of way but in the subtle way you notice when your balance shifts just slightly and you don’t have to grab the wall to steady yourself. I’m not planted firmly yet. I wouldn’t go that far. But I’m…
Pull Up a Chair: March 6, 2026
Pull up a chair. March is here, and I wish I could tell you that I woke up on the first of the month feeling refreshed, reset, and ready to conquer the world. I didn’t. What I felt instead was something quieter — a kind of cautious steadiness. Not better exactly. Not worse. Just… here….
Pull Up a Chair: February 13, 2026
Pull up a chair, because this week calls for honesty—the quiet, uncomfortable kind that doesn’t wrap itself up neatly by the end. Winter weariness has settled in here, heavier than I expected, and I want to talk about it openly. Not dramatically. Not hopelessly. Just truthfully. If you’ve noticed that posts have been erratic lately,…
Welcoming February Gently
There’s something about the shift from January to February that feels almost imperceptible. The calendar page turns, but the air still feels heavy with winter. The days are still short. The mornings still ask for an extra cup of coffee. And yet, something subtle begins to change. February doesn’t rush in with bold promises—it arrives…
Pull Up a Chair: January 30, 2026
January is winding down, and I feel like I should be standing at the finish line waving a small flag, proud of having made it through the longest month known to mankind. January always feels like it has ninety-seven days, and this one came with its own special brand of tension, exhaustion, and adjustment. Still,…
Letters with Rita: An Introduction
Letters have a way of meeting us where we are. They don’t interrupt. They don’t demand an immediate response or flash across a screen while we’re in the middle of something else. They wait patiently—until we’re ready to speak, and just as patiently, until we’re ready to listen. That simple truth is the heart of…
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