the autoimmune hippie.

Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry

Jesus

  • his story is more beautiful.

    As I write to you, it has been a hectic day, trying to finish some writing work and set up a computer – challenging for the elderly here 😉 – as it is my first week of school, with several other assignments and projects waiting. It has been a hectic day – and I am… Read more

  • selah.

    It has been a WEEK and I think we can all agree that our great hopes that 2020 would leave so that the next year would be more peaceful may have been unfounded. On Wednesday, my daughter and I were running a few errands – which is rare in and of itself with COVID –… Read more

  • 2021. ring the bells, y’all.

    Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in. – Leonard Cohen, Anthem As I’m starting this post, it’s just after midnight on New Year’s Day here in the Hippie Hut. Despite the fact it’s raining, some neighbors are… Read more

  • this is my favorite Christmas despite everything I think.

    Christmas cards did not go out in a timely manner this year. In fact, owing to a medical crisis involving my dominant hand — AFTER I thought I was in the clear — I have a small stack that needed recipe cards included I had been unable to write until now that won’t be going out until tomorrow, the… Read more

  • rejoicing in our eternal, unfailing Christmas hope.

    Well, y’all, my last post was about Hope and Christmas week. Two of the very best overlapping things. After I wrote it, I kept noticing that Hope has been finding me everywhere – beautiful quotes on Instagram, old beloved songs popping into my head, bible verses in my quiet time, absolutely stunning art on my… Read more

  • leaning in to our true Hope.

    After posting about an intense and drawn out CRPS flare that finally seemed to be winding down last week, on Saturday I had a good day. In fact, owing to nothing short of an early Christmas miracle, my Bullies even won. I went to bed tired and sore – but feeling as well as I… Read more

  • going hungry.

    Earlier today, I saw something on Twitter that stayed with me all day. The comment that store security has just hardened to the major increase in grocery theft due to COVID-19 just broke my heart. I don’t blame the security staff – they are doing their jobs – I’m heartbroken at the horrifying situation we… Read more

  • a tale of a ten day spoonie sick

    Just today, a young spoonie friend – who has recently, sadly, received several serious diagnosis she is having to adjust to suddenly – made a post on Instagram, saying that three different doctors had all told her something to the effect that she could still have a “good life” or a “decent life” with her… Read more

  • hope, y’all. HOPE.

    It’s the first week of Advent and this week is different – like everything else this year – as church services are all virtual and we are all celebrating Advent separately together in our own homes. Still, it is a beautiful season of waiting expectantly for Christ – and so needed, especially after this year… Read more

  • it’s CRPS awareness month – and goodness knows mine has shown up and shown out. . .

    So, I’m actually running a day late for CRPS (Complex Regional Pain Syndrome) Awareness Month – because, honestly, I had the simplest procedure last month that has triggered a flare, bringing just surreal consequences – and it has taken me awhile to get ready to write as I am still very much in the midst… Read more