For decades I've tried to go faster and faster. And I’m noticing I’m exhausted. 

So I'm curious what an intentional slowdown might look like and do for me. But slowing down isn’t ...

When my two boys were in diapers, Friday evenings could not come soon enough. I was working full time, judging myself for not being home more with the kids, and exhausted by the pe...

I met my husband Randy two decades ago. We were both in our mid-20’s and living lives that were mostly light and free. I had moved to Michigan for what I considered my first real j...

In the summer of 2016, my husband Randy and I made our way North to Canada in our old F-250 truck. Our two young boys and our dog, Lulu, were our co-pilots. I wasn’t on a sabbatica...

I feel so done with stuff. Stuff that’s been created without intention. Stuff that’s distracting me from what I really want to focus on. Stuff in my house that reminds me of my own...

My husband Randy has always been a minimalist. He was born and raised in Grosse Pointe, an affluent suburb of Detroit full of 1920’s mansions. His teen years were spent painting fo...

This past Sunday my husband Randy and I took our 9 year old Cole and 7 year old Will Riley mountain biking. We drove up to Golden Gate Canyon, a Colorado State Park located about a...