Cristina Spencer

Here's a photo I've taken, not once or twice, but maybe ten or twenty times.  Who knows, possibly more.   I just can't seem...

On days like this Carter napped. Riley parked matchbox cars on a cardboard parking lot. Suzanne made me  a soy latte with...

About three years ago, my friend Laurel shared a blog post with me about finding your calling.  It was a short video clip with a d...

Just this one thing.   An unnecessary kindness. A gift of plenty persimmons dropped off by a neighbor.

On Friday a friend of mine sat in my living room and she started crying.  " I'm so embarrassed to admit this, but I am totally fill...

Dear friends, Today I want to be at prayer.  I want to stop caring about how or if it works.  I want to release myself to my instinct t...

In my last post, I stirred up some confusion.  It's about the blazer. I think it's worth exploring for a minute, because what we w...

As I drove the last few blocks to my house from the airport last week I looked up and noticed  that the cathedral of trees sheltering Bryant...

This evening seems like just the time for Five Beautiful Things.   Five beautiful things is a practice in which you take notice of five b...

Today I am thinking about wholeness, and I am surprised that what pops up is a memory of the Parthenon from this summer.  Many people have...