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  • Living in a Time Capsule

    Sometimes the road leads you right back where your story began Yesterday, I was sitting here reading and writing, and I caught myself slowly looking around the home I’m living in — the very home I grew up in. It’s almost surreal. Being back here is literally like living inside a time capsule. The memories…

  • When Small Town Words Feel Heavy

    Choosing uplift over gossip and remembering the heart of true community in Southeast Alaska The past couple of days have felt heavy. Heavy with words I’ve been reading… heavy with the tone that seems to be floating around this little town in Southeast Alaska. Words that, if I’m being honest, made my heart a little…

  • Freewrite Moment

    Subtitle: When the mind is messy but the heart still wants to speak There are mornings when I sit down, coffee nearby, fingers ready… and absolutely nothing lines up the way I want it to. Ever been there? You feel the urge — that deep pull to write, to create, to put something meaningful into…

  • The Benefits of Living in a Small Town

    Finding peace, patience, and community in a world that never stops rushing There really are many benefits to living in a small town. It’s something you don’t fully understand until you’ve lived it — until your days slow down enough that you can actually feel time moving instead of chasing it. In a small town…

  • When Pets Become Family

    The quiet way animals teach us loyalty, memory, and unconditional love This morning I was thinking about something simple, but powerful. Isn’t it amazing how a pet can bring so much joy into a life? A dog waiting at the door like you’re the most important person in the world. A cat curled up beside…

  • The Parts We Hide

    Finding grace, healing, and hope in the places we’re afraid to speak about. The past few days, in between work and the normal rhythm of life, I’ve been sitting with a thought that won’t let me go. I saw a quote that put words to something I’ve carried quietly for a long time: “God, please…

  • Title: When the Words Go Quiet

    “Finding the spark again in silence, memory, and the spaces between words.” There are days when I sit down ready to write, ready to create, and nothing comes. The page feels heavy. My thoughts feel scattered. It’s like standing in front of a creative brick wall, knocking, waiting for something on the other side to…

  • What Keeps Me Going

    On grace, hidden battles, and the quiet strength we borrow from each other As I sit here reflecting on my life, I’m amazed at something I keep rediscovering: nearly everyone you meet is carrying something in their heart. Sometimes it’s heavy. Sometimes it’s dark, ugly, and painful. And often, you’d never know it just by…

  • Living Between Two Worlds

    Honoring tradition while walking forward There is a quiet tension that many of us feel but don’t always talk about. We are living between two worlds. One world is built from tradition — from the voices of our elders, from the stories passed down around kitchen tables, from the knowledge that came long before we…

  • The Sound of Wind and Spirit

    The Big Storm There’s a big storm rolling through Metlakatla right now. Heavy rain. Hard wind. The kind of storm they’re calling an atmospheric river. It’s not gentle — it’s loud, restless, alive. I drove up the mountain earlier just to watch it. From up there you can see the wind slam into the water.…