The Bohemian Catholic’s Benedict Option: A New Year’s Resolutuon

Welcome 2019! In the dim, flickering lamplight of Midwinter we’ve been talking over our little family’s shifting focus. We’re longing to step farther outside the wide-world to build a stronger domestic monastery among the trees. We’re longing to become more radical, more gentle, and more intentional in our daily life and this longing is beginning…

Yuletide Evenings

The sun sets early, we light the lamps and scatter candles. The trees is shimmering with reflected light, the fire crackles.  There’s hot soup in bowls and fresh bread on the cutting board. Kids nestle together in front of the fire reading and laughing together. Yuletide evenings are full of good things and cozy memories….

Healing, Hot Drinks for Midwinter

We are gathering around the stove more and more often these days, for tea and coffee, and other soothing cups. We cradle our mugs in hands streaked with soot and ink, sipping drinks that comfort our hearts and hands, souls and bodies. We’re a coffee family in the mornings, or late at night, and sometimes…

End of Advent Devotions

We’re nearing the end of the O Antiphons, the nights are at their longest, and the days are all too brief. I’ve been praying the St. Andrew Novena this month, and it’s become a part of the season. I pray it when I’m driving, when I’m washing dishes, when I’m feeding the stove. I end…

Advent!

Can you believe the new year is here already! I adore Advent. It feels so fresh and new! The short, cold days that bleed into long nights, with Orion glowing so brightly above us. We slaughtered the birds for St. Andrew’s, it was frustrating. Some of them were so young, but last winter was a…

After Snow

We had our first snow of the season last week. Just a tiny amount, but it reminded us just how short autumn is, and how soon winter will be here. On The First Snow Day, we began winterizing in earnest. Windows were taken down and replaced, the wood pile was nearly doubled, and all the…

When God Wants to Teach You Something…

He really hammers it home. Apparently, I’m supposed to learn something about cars. Or maybe it’s trust. Or maybe it’s a lesson in staying home more and really building this domestic monastery. Either way, He’s been pretty insistent this year, so I better figure it out soon! “Cars and [Goepels] are like, un-mixy things.” Yesterday, while driving…

Abandoning Words: Back to My Roots II

I’ve picked up a lot of adjectives in the past few years; some fell into my life naturally, while other have always felt forced: labels I crammed into my life like a freshman comp. student piling up words to make up for lack of research. I’m editing out the forced adjectives now, the ones I…

Vintage Tables and Houseplants: Winterizing the Yurt

The maples around us are bright red and yellow; Even the oaks are starting to change. The ferns are rusty gold all down the path to the beaver pond. We’re stacking wood and planning for winter’s bacon. The whole world smells of October. Inside the house, we’re shifting furniture and hanging curtains – getting ready…

Abandoning Words: Back to My Roots

I’ve picked up a lot of adjectives in the past few years; some fell into my life naturally, while other have always felt forced: labels I crammed into my life like a freshman comp. student piling up words to make up for lack of research. I’m editing out the forced adjectives now, the ones I…