My Chaotic Realm

Blogspot has sort of aged itself out... no more subscription options for email, smaller view audience. In that light, I have decided to move to Substack. I am keeping this archived here, as it is almost 1000 of my thoughts.  I started this blog 21 years ago....on June 14, 2005. Wow, how time flies. I can be found using the same name, chaotickristi.  Substack is my new blog site, and I would love it if you followed me over there.  https://chaotickristi.substack.com/publish/home 

June didn’t arrive gently—it settled in like weather you have to learn to live inside. Heat, salt air, long light days that stretch everything thin. The Gulf Coast is moving toward full summer without asking permission. And in the middle of it, life continues its quieter accounting. In these first days of the month, there was tending. Not grand tending—small, necessary tending. The kind that doesn’t announce itself as spiritual work but turns out to be exactly that. Care shows up in repetition:  being with Dad for several days, checking on his father’s rhythms, noticing what he eats, what he refuses, what passes through without comment. The quiet accounting of another person’s survival becomes its own kind of prayer. There are moments when it feels like holding a fragile thread between past and present, memory and what is still possible. And alongside that, there is my own body insisting on being included in the conversation. It speaks in fatigue, in pressure, in the reminder...