Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Defining Friendship…

Each time I move somewhere new I go through a cycle related to friendship, loss, and suddenly seeing things more clearly. I get buried in my own feelings and miss…

Ghosts in Berlin

Some cities have ghosts. Berlin has ghosts. But…then…of course it does. More on that in a moment. I have this travel habit that I always try to honor when I…

2018: Wonder

My intention for 2018 is to be filled with WONDER…   I will look in Wonder at everything around me…from the mundane fact of how much my cats trust me…

Alone in the Middle Places…

As I mentioned in my post about Wandering…I am obviously in a time of transition. Certain things…namely my responsibilities at work…get firmer every day. While other things…the being alone…feel more…

Things I Can’t Do…Yet

Authors Note: This is the first edition of “Things I Can’t Do…Yet”. I say first edition, because the chances that I’m likely to find 10 to 100 more things that…

Wandering

Before Friday, if you had asked me to define the “transition period” in this move to Stockholm, I would have told you it was the 2 months leading up to…

Asking for Help…

My annual review earlier this year consisted of 3 sentences: * You need to be willing to ask for help more often * You need to work to have a…

O Days: Leaving

Today is the day. It’s finally here. I leave the US today to live in Stockholm for a while. Everyone has asked if I’m anxious or nervous. The truth is…I feel…

6 days…The Good Years

In therapy this week I said to Ali, “When I look back over my life, these 5 1/2 years in Seattle will be counted among the good years.”   Has…