In Laura’s Words
I write to shine a light on a dim or otherwise pitch black corner…to provide relief for myself and others. It’s the light that I am looking for. And the wonder it illuminates.
May my words land in your heart.
yours, Laura
You Need a BREAK!
Come wander in your words at a Haven Writing Retreat in 2018! You don’t have to be a writer to come. Just a seeker who dearly longs for your voice. Now Booking Haven I Retreats 2018! Click here for more info. February 28-4 (full) April 18-22 (one spot left) May 16-20 (one spot left) September 19-23 September 26-30 October 24-28 You give yourself...
An Empty House: This I dread
“I’m going to be fine in empty nest. Don’t worry about me out here in Montana in my farmhouse. I’ve got my writing. I’ve got my writing retreats. I’ve got my horses. I love my land. I’m going to travel the world. It’s time for me again.” That’s what I tell people. That’s what I tell myself. Inside, I’m terrified. It seeps in at 4:00 a.m....
Haven 4:00 a.m.– Dealing with Meanies
Now Booking Haven Writing Retreats 2018 You do NOT have to be a writer to come– just a seeker who loves the written word, and trusts the power of the wilderness of our Montana Haven to inspire the wilderness of your unique mind! Come find your voice this February… For more info, and to contact the Haven team, go here! The best holiday gift I...
Haven 4:00 a.m. — My Face
Now Booking Haven Writing Retreats 2018 You do NOT have to be a writer to come– just a seeker who loves the written word, and trusts the power of the wilderness of our Montana Haven to inspire the wilderness of your unique mind! Come find your voice this February… For more info, and to contact the Haven team, go here! The best holiday gift I...
Haven 4 a.m. Christmas musing…
Nothing that I planned for this Christmas season happened. And then everything that matters did. I’m looking at empty nest this fall, and so Christmas at home with the kids, in all of our best traditions, feels especially important. I keep saying I’m going to be fine in empty nest. But this time of year, I cry easily anyway. I’ve been a leaky...
Haven 4:00 a.m.
Now Booking Haven Writing Retreats 2018 You do NOT have to be a writer to come– just a seeker who loves the written word, and trusts the power of the wilderness of our Montana Haven to inspire the wilderness of your unique mind! Come find your voice this February… For more info, and to contact the Haven team, go here! The best holiday gift I...
The Junk Drawer Cleanse
Now Booking Haven Writing Retreats 2018 You do NOT have to be a writer to come– just a seeker who loves the written word, and trusts the power of the wilderness of our Montana Haven to inspire the wilderness of your unique mind! Come find your voice this February… For more info, and to contact the Haven team, go here! The best holiday gift I...
Stop Trying: The Holiday Spirit Cure
Now Booking Haven Writing Retreats 2018 You do NOT have to be a writer to come– just a seeker who loves the written word, and trusts the power of the wilderness of our Montana Haven to inspire the wilderness of your unique mind! Come find your voice this February… For more info, and to contact the Haven team, go here! The best holiday gift I...
Holidays Re-invented: A Spoon Funeral
Holidays are my haven, and not for reasons you’d imagine. Sure, as a child it began with We Gather Together, and the Macy’s Day Parade, Santa Claus, and presents, and lunch under the Christmas tree at Marshall Fields, gingerbreadmen and sugar cookie iced snowflakes, listening to Bing Crosby by the fire and dreaming into the bright colored bulbs...
When Doing Our Best Feels Like Failure…
For those of you who feel like your best falls short sometimes...here's some permission to GIVE YOURSELF A BREAK! (special permission for mothers of college-bound seniors, in the throes of athletic recruitment!) "Mom. I’ve decided that I want to play baseball in college. It’s my dream.” This came out of my rising senior son’s mouth, early this...
What If You Stopped Giving?
If you read me...you're going to have to sit a spell. Pour a cup of something and pause. I refuse to go into sound bytes... With love, here is what I share with you today: Somebody asked me the other day if I know how to receive without giving. Huh. I’d never really thought about that before. I proceeded to tell her how I’ve been trying to...
Summer Rules: Stop. Sit. Watch.
I sent my son off to baseball recruitment camp yesterday morning. In a matter of months, I'll know where he's going to be spending the next four years. In one year I'll be attending two graduations: My daughter from college, my son from high school, both of them onto the next giant step of their lives. And me too. I suspect I'll be this...
Particulate Matter– a Lesson in Surrender
I forgot about this essay until the smoke from the fires burning around the West put me on a kind of house arrest this week. All the windows were closed, every fan was on, and I longed for the fresh Montana air that I so love. It reminded me of a perilous fire season in the early 2000's and I searched through my files until I found this essay....
Summer Mother
I wrote this 20 years ago one summer evening, after a day of hiking in the mountains of Montana with my brand new baby. It's all about letting go-- something I am learning all over again as she enters her senior year in college and my son, his junior year in high school. Deep breaths to all mothers out there who are facing empty nests... It is...
A Summer Personal Writing Retreat: Turning your home into your sanctuary
Follow me on Facebook for more news, community, and inspiration! Say you want to write. Say you dream of a cabin in the woods like the one in this photo. With a little creek running through. A vegetable garden. And a writing table. No internet. No phone. A fireplace and a screened porch with a comfy bed and lots of pillows. If you looked at my...
