Shower Thinking
Shower thinking is the best thinking. Something about water and no screens and nowhere to be.
One morning I hopped out of the shower, grabbed my phone, opened Voice Memo, and began like this:
Well, you know me. I’m the mom that took Athenaze — a college-level Greek course — and turned it into something my children could learn at ages five, six, seven, and nine. I’m the mom that got a coaching certificate and has all of Alan Sieler’s books so I can keep going deeper. I’m the mom that reads Plato, loves Socrates, and listens to The Lord of the Rings read by Rob Inglis — and cannot watch the movies.
I’m the mom that got Lyme disease and had to rebuild her entire life: what she ate, how she thought, how she moved through the world. And I’m the mom that left a very difficult marriage after twenty years — something I never once imagined would become my story.
On the other side of all of that, I discovered there is a phrase for what I felt. Niall Williams gave it to me: “This is happiness.”
Not because the hard things didn’t happen. Because they did, and I am still here, and that is something of a miracle, and there is a grace in that I cannot fully explain.
There are women who know exactly what I mean.
Women who have taken the difficult circumstances of their lives and come out the other side not smaller, but somehow — more. More curious. More alive. More unwilling to waste a single ordinary day.
This is for you.
Come with me. We’ll figure it all out together — or we’ll figure out nothing at all and be just as happy. Honestly, I think I prefer that. Figuring everything out sounds exhausting and, worse, final. Let’s just keep going. Dive deeper. Discover more.
Because that’s where beauty lives: not in what we know, but in what we’re still finding.
We’re empty nesters now. We’ve set down the weight of those years, and something about that feels like standing at the edge of something open.
We can spread our wings. Soar — but not too high. More like a great grey owl than an eagle. Low enough, quiet enough, present enough to see. Head down, eyes scanning, completely silent — and somehow catching everything.
That’s the life I want. Wild, roaming, awake.
Come roam with me.
These owl photos come from my roaming the forest… where you meet these incredible creatures just where they are…
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