It's important to go beyond the bounds of your personal comfortability for growth, but consent should never, ever leave the realm of comfortability. No one should feel uncomfortable being touched or saying no.
A few weeks ago, someone asked if I'd be "going back to work" anytime soon and assumed homeschooling wasn't something we intended to dedicate our lives to. Unschooling, in particular, requires dedication. With the goal of learning by pursuing interests, we have to make every situation an opportunity to learn. Every question is treated seriously.… Continue reading More of Them, More of Me
I've been having a hard time writing here lately. I've been feeling like, "Who on earth would be interested in the things I have to say here?" and "Why would anyone be interested in the things that go on in our home on a regular basis?" "Why would anyone care about my journey in faith?"… Continue reading Oh, Hey. Remember Me?
It's been roughly six years since I came to Christ. Not a long time by any means, but long enough that I've become comfortable enough in my faith to ask questions. Maybe it doesn't take years for other people to ask the nagging, clawing questions inside their brains, maybe some people don't even have questions… Continue reading Q & A with God
I like to run until I burn. Running so fast smoke starts to billow against my windblown skin until finally, a flame kindles and then bursts into a raging fire burning its course and leaving me burnt out and charred.
Unschooling doesn't mean limitless. Unschooling is the ability to follow your dreams and passions at a young age regardless of school bells or workbook directions. Unschooling does not lack discipline or rules but focuses on life's rules that apply in the real world and not on a color-coded behavior chart.
"Salty" is the new "petty" and I think the reversed meaning of "bless your heart" is also being replaced. As Christianity becomes increasingly whittled down to fit into today's society, a common thing we see is the phrase “I’ll pray for you” thrown out without any real intention behind it, primarily during an argument but also jokingly when speaking to a friend.
I was hurt, confined, and felt forgotten. My prayers felt like they were being ignored and I was worried about quality of life for my kids. I prayed so hard every day, scouring the bible for answers and then I'd bleached my empty house from top to bottom impatiently waiting for God to speak to me.
It's been a good year, and I can't wait to see what I learn in the next one. Maybe by this time next year, I'll be paying my electric bill with words... maybe. 😉
This year, Christmas filled our entire month of December. It was fun, but also exhausting, and if you're asking right now, next year Christmas will be sloooooow, and not FULL. (But, if you ask me next year around Christmas time.... haha!) We spent Christmas Eve-Eve in downtown Austin passing out goodie bags, coffee, hot cocoa, and… Continue reading A Month of Christmas Week 4: Christmas at Home