marley, sodor, birds, and love (how I pushed aside fear and worry with LOVE)

Following this past Monday morning at 5am–when I was staring blankly, jaw dropped, after spilling coffee on my priceless laptop–I went through several emotional states. First, was a period of serious Denial (that my only absolutely necessary work tool to get several deadline projects completed was gone); then Action (think who has the Adobe design suite on a mac, is…

doing the same thing over and over

  I am insane. Insane according to the quote: Insanity: DOING the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. [most attribute this quote to Einstein, but no one really knows where it came from.] The last few days, I have had this recurring feeling that I am acting a bit insane because…

two-thousand and sixteen years and your allotment of minutes

(Preface: I tried really hard to get this posted on the exact week mark into the new year, but it didn’t happen. I kept getting interrupted by life and felt unfocused with a time-sensitive workload, two littles (children, that is), a dog that needs walked, and so on and so forth. So it’s getting done when it’s getting done–at…

seeking and finding

There were the endless lists, notes, jots, sketches, research, brainstorms, and middle-of-the-night lightbulb ideas, but overriding them all by leaps and bounds were experiences that could not be shaken. Experiences that were unexpected, yet came only with fully intentional presence, prayer and conversation. As the experiences accumulated, the prayers grew more intentional. My life got…

one year ago, terrified in a sparkling silence

The day after Christmas one year ago, I laid our dear little 4-month-old baby, Alexandria, down on the CT scan bed at Children’s Hospital. Three weeks earlier we were told she was 100% deaf in her left ear. But on this day, we still did not know what was causing it. She failed her newborn hearing screening…

this is not brick and mortar, it’s not a roof over our head

From today onward, this house is a full and complete envelope that will hold our little family and contain a chunk of our hearts. It has been transformed from an MLS misfit into OUR house. This house was eyed up and printed out and pondered over and compared and contrasted over from January through March 2015. It was like nothing we…

why the name?

An Atlas is a “book of illustrations, diagrams, maps, and charts on any subject”. My Atlas is a “book” compiled of journeys in day to day life reflecting on the subject of the Light that shines throughout these journeys. The Light is the undeniable spirit of God that I’ve grown to find. The Atlas of Light is my…

the tattoo, the word, my hypocrisy

There is something about tattooing something onto your body one week before your 30th birthday – your last week of excused recklessness  – that is VERY satisfying. Like, OK, PEOPLE, I’m moving on, YES I will be 30, but I’m going to seal this decade with one final act, OK? I’m going to the nearest tattoo parlor in…