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
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… ...
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...
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… ...
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… ...
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… ...
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,...
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...
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...
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...
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...
