How to make a nest:  on ritual + self-care that sticks

How to make a nest: on ritual + self-care that sticks

This morning, when I crawled out of bed to begin my day, the yellowest waning moon poured her light into my bedroom window, filtering across the sleeping bodies of my husband and nine-year-old (who leaves her top bunk reliably every night, despite the stuffies...
Tending the home fires

Tending the home fires

I’ve been spending a lot of time tending the fire, lately.   (both literally and figuratively)   On a good day, my two-year-old will occupy himself with a puzzle or some play-dough, and I pad softly down into our dark basement, feeling the heat of the...