Witness…


At the end of last week, we had the honor and privilege to visit a butterfly exhibit not too far from our home. The exhibit consisted of a greenhouse filled with hundreds of butterflies and hundreds of beautiful flowers. It was, of course, a man made environment…created to replicate a condensed version of the mystical and vast world of butterflies. To stand witness to some of God’s most beautiful and intricate creations, whether it be in a sanctuary such as this or out in the big wide world, is a humbling and awe inspiring event. I felt like the doors to a secret world were opened wide for me to see and experience.

Earlier this year, my girls and I learned the fact that migration patterns are passed down to younger generations of monarch butterflies through their DNA. Though an individual butterfly only lives for about two weeks, generations upon generations of butterflies can migrate 2000 miles and return to the exact same place their ancestors began the migration journey. For me, this single fact about one of God’s creations urged me to put a deeper trust my body, my intuition, and my feelings. This knowledge tells me that our bodies and souls are much older and wiser than our minds. This single fact has transformed me in deep ways and I’m still seeing this knowledge ripple out through various areas of my life.

I left the butterfly exhibit with a renewed love of nature and a deep and profound admiration of God’s infinite creativity and attention to detail. I cannot convey precisely the feelings of being amongst such beauty, but I tried to take as many pictures as I could to attempt to share the experience with you!

Process {3}…

A little Mother’s Day collaborative crafting Process for you here today! I love these projects where my kids and I work together to create something really special for the recipients. (I’m hoping with all hope that said recipients will not be visiting this space before tomorrow morning! ) Although we started days ago, we have just finished these special gifts up and I hurried to take the final pictures to include in the post.  These images are so hot off the presses, in fact, that I didn’t even have time to edit them before getting this post up in between a whole host of goings on here today. But this post was on my list of priorities because I have literally fallen head over heels in love with doing this series! I hope you’re liking it as well! Happy weekend to you, my friends!

Celebrating Spring {transitions}…


One of the most beautiful parts of spring is the soft and gentle way in which she carries us from the realities of winter into those of summer. To go from bitter cold to blazing hot without spring’s beautiful transition …to be pulled abruptly from one reality and thrown carelessly into another…would be unsettling. I adore the middle ground, the water testing, and smooth progression between these two so different seasons. My arms can cuddle under a warm sweater, clinging slightly to the comfort and seclusion of winter. Meanwhile, my legs and toes and face the days bravely, thirsty for sunshine, warm air, and activity. Oh to have more springs in life!

I have so enjoyed Celebrating Spring here with you this week! I thank you for allowing me to nestle into this beautiful season. I loved having you here to share in its glory with me! Please come back tomorrow for a very special Mother’s Day Process post!

Celebrating Spring {vibrant}…


Spring is the ultimate time of vibrancy! Nature is brimming with life and color. There is explosive color and color just on the brim. There are hints of colors as well as deep and confident hues. I love the excitement and vitality that these colors bring to my life. It is because of these explosions of colors that spring is such an inspirational time! With all that excitement and pleasing sensory stimulation, the desire within me to create beautiful things cannot be suppressed!

Celebrating Spring {renewal}…

Every year, brand new leaves sprout from brand new buds on the branches of trees. Every year…new leaves…thousands of them. The tree does not hold tightly to the leaves of last year…the leaves that fed the tree during their time but then stopped, began to whither, and no longer served the tree. The tree is not afraid that new, functioning, healthy leaves will not replace the old. In fact, the tree so faithfully believes that new leaves will sprout that she is willing to stand there, naked and proud for all of the winter months. For she knows it is better to be without than to be holding something that is no longer thriving. Beautiful, strong, confident, faithful…and always in anticipation for the inevitable renewal and abundance that will come. There is so much in that for us, yes?

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