Un-Masked: When Our Eyes Do the Talking
A trip to England, a writing workshop in Alaska, visits with my kids in Nashville and Chicago, a friend’s wedding … The list of things I’ve missed during this pandemic is lengthy and counting the losses can be discouraging, even painful. I’m...
Do You Have Questions About Racism? Me, Too
“Let us speak for ourselves.” The words stung, but they needed to be said. In response to an all-white panel discussion a few years ago around the topic “how can white authors write about and for people of color”, this one statement gave us the...
Is It Time to ‘Reimagine’ and ‘Begin Again’?
Last December, I began considering whether I needed or wanted “one word” for 2020. I was looking back on a challenging, eventful year and the one word I thought would guide me through 2019 had been lost in the shuffle. I can’t even tell you right now...
Motherhood: On Prophets and Gardening
Whether you are a mother or have a mother — or both — this week you’re likely thinking about what Mother’s Day means for you. On a Sunday set apart for honoring mothers, many of us carry around a mixed bag of emotions. (I’ve written about...
I’m Ingrid, a lover of good coffee, great stories and heart-felt discussions. This is where I share my “slice of life” ponderings and invite you to join the conversation. For more about my family and our valley life, take a walk around Selah Pond. I’ll meet you at the cabin!
