Winters’ Day In
Conversations on life, faith, stories, and creativity from author Talena Winters.
Pour a cuppa and stay awhile.
Living Without Regrets
The new Apple TV thriller series Dark Matter and a recent blog-organization project have me thinking deep (and grateful) thoughts about the roads not taken… and the one I did.
We Contain Multitudes
Thoughts on using winter as a time of rest, healing, and retreat from the pressures of modern life.
Nurturing the Garden of My Soul
A self-reflective post about how far I’ve come and yet to go through the lens of my Enneagram Three-ness, and immediate plans for this blog.
The Gifts of a Difficult Season
Reflecting on a life-changing year for me and the gifts it’s given me to take into 2024.
Learning to Follow
Maybe the overwhelm is from taking on things that weren’t mine to bear?
I Made it Through the Fire Swamp... Okay, close.
After many moons of silence, I recap why it’s been so quiet here for the last six months: my journey through burnout.
Equilibrium: What a Rush!
Today, I had an epiphany. I realized that my idealized state of “balance” and true homeostasis are not the same thing. This is going to change everything…
The Benefits of "Escapist Fiction"
Humans are made of stories. And, no matter the "world" that a story may be set in, at the heart of every good story is a character who is overcoming difficult situations that must be relatable to the reader in some way, or the story would not resonate with us. In this post, I talk about some ways that fantasy and other genres of fiction have benefited me, and why I think everyone should read or watch it.
What I Wish I Could Tell You
Dear Levi...
I can't tell you how many things this year I wish you could have done with us, or the things I wanted to show you. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to hold you close or hear your laugh. I can't tell you how broken I feel without you here.
I learned so much from being your mama. And by God's grace, I am learning still,
My Greatest Fears
After having children, I really only had one major fear: backing over a child. As recently as last month, Jude gave Jason and I a "get to know you" survey that asked us a few meme-like questions, and this is the answer I put down as "my greatest fear."
And then, twelve days ago, my youngest child--for whom I had prayed for years and loved with all my heart--thought it would be clever to hide behind Daddy's truck as he was taking the big boys to school.
The High Cost of Inspiration
What makes someone inspiring? And why would I want to be that, too?