Cheryl’s Blog

Let yourself off the hook
Last Monday I hemmed and hawed all morning long about whether or not to attend an event that night. There were people I wanted to see and it was cold and windy outside. I felt restless and in need of…

Wild child meditation
The sun is flooding my office with winter light and Berty, our ginger cat lying at my feet, looks like a warm bowl of carrot soup. Wednesday, his sister, is close by giving herself a leisurely bath. We’re…

A little bit of just the right thing
I reached into our silverware drawer for a teaspoon and noticed that pretty much all of the forks, knives, and spoons looked tarnished and worn. A few years before, I had purchased a variety of antique,…

Why I love cold water
The backyard looked like a scene right out of a children’s fairytale. Snow lined branches against a winter-gray sky, cardinals and bluebirds darting to and from the feeder, gentle snow falling all around…

When little things matter
I was vacuuming near our Christmas tree when I bumped a branch and a pine needle punctured the tip of my thumb. It hurt for a brief moment as I wiped away the blood, but then I ignored it and continued…

An old New Year!
The wind howled and the rain flew sideways battering the windows with its fury. The storm began in the early morning hours and by suppertime, the birdbath and all the bowls I normally fill with seed were…