by Renée Silvus
I’m not a fighter. During conflict or tension, my default is to silently process, not speak up, let things slide. I’m trying to stay safe within all the tension. This gives me ample opportunity to mentally stew or loop. In other words, it has a downside—my peace get...
by Renée Silvus
by Renée Silvus
Admit it, you know you’re good at a lot of things. You do them every day on auto-pilot—making decisions on the fly, helping someone learn something, creating a delicious dinner. Zipping through a project, job, or errands because you reverse-engineered the whole gig....
by Renée Silvus
Those of you who have seen me around food know there’s a little weirdness. I obsess over vegetable representation, scrape pots and bowls with spatulas, freeze anything after four days, forage for crunchy bites, and never miss a meal. Must have starved in another...
by Renée Silvus
The thoughtful K gifted me with a few days at St. Gertrude’s Monastery in Cottonwood, Idaho. Built in the 1920’s, the monastery sits on the Camas prairie, with two red domes lifting over the four-storied stone building. It’s perched on a wooded hillside with...
