Living your highest truth in an "I'm fine" world.
I'll be honest. The concept of hospitality tends to make my eye twitch. It brings to mind big tah-dahs and endless lists of to-do's. I have to clean the house until it's spotless. I have to spend money on special groceries I can't afford. I have to make a guest list that includes people who… Continue reading An Invitation to Hospitality
Borrowing a cup of sugar from a neighbor always seemed cliché to me. That is, until the day I watched with dismay as my last two eggs landed splat on my kitchen floor as I was making a dessert to take to a party. With no time to run to the store, it made the… Continue reading Living on Borrowed Hope
