Linda Hoye's Blog, page 66

Staycation

I meet a young man who mentions he took vacation last month. “Where did you go?” It’s a natural question. ”I visited my family in the Kootenays for a week and spent another week at home.” He mentions how rested he felt when he returned to work. Like he had really  been on vacation. I think about

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Takeaways

What if the thing I carry with me today is the delight I took in seeing slivers of moonlight reach through the blinds and come to rest on the grey vinyl plank floor in my den? Or the sound my pen makes as it glides across a page in my notebook? Or the comfort of

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Pizza Night. And a Tulip.

I pull the KitchenAid from the cupboard where it languishes lonely most of the time, and rummage around looking for the dough hook. Then I dump flour, yeast, kosher salt, and water in the bowl and, after it’s kneaded the dough for eight minutes while I putter around doing other things, wonder why I don’t

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Good Morning

I miss the awe of watching the changing eastern sky in the early morning when morning whispers and night tiptoes into obscurity. For many months now, when I wake shortly after 4 a.m., I’ve chosen to spend the first silent hours under a Sherpa blanket in the den, with a basket of supplies (Bible, notebook,

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February Blues

We’re at the walking track one morning and I see a young man I went to high school with on the exercise equipment. It’s not, of course, but it takes a couple of laps before I realize that it can’t possibly be him. The mind plays tricks when it comes to age. It does the

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Wizened Petals

Gerry brought them home a week or so ago: loud, brash looking tulips. I pulled out my camera, affixed my macro lens, and shot a few images—knowing I’d convert them to black and white in post processing. They were too much for the calm I hungered for. Now they’re long past their prime and there’s

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Blowing in the Wind

A buzzing sound—what is that buzz, anyway?—is the only distraction in the den where I sit cozy under a Sherpa blanket sipping coffee in the company of words. It’s there every morning, that sound. I’m used to it by now and tune it out most of the time. It’s the light, or the cable box—something

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One Day Closer To Garden Season

Piles of snow from the big storm that blew in while we were on vacation grow smaller every day. Rivers of snowmelt flow down the streets. A few days ago, I spotted a hyacinth poking up in my front flower bed. A hyacinth. In January. What a delight. We walk through the doors at the

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To Everything There Is A Season

Somewhere along the way, many of us bought in to the myth of “having it all”. It’s bunk. We realize that now—at least I hope we do. All one has to do is pay attention to nature to see that there’s a reason for different seasons. Each one is unique, and each has its own

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Finding Peace in the Peace of the Here and Now

May we find our peace in the peace of the places to which you have called us. Common Prayer, A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals I read these words in a prayer and my sprit whispers yes. May I stop looking for the next best thing and learn to be content in the now. May I

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