31Jan 2018 by Christine Crutchfield No Comments

The Magic of Inspiration

Sunday night, after snuggling my husband, my head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around me, we kissed, said goodnight, and rolled over like bookends to sleep. But I didn’t sleep. Instead, a scene played out in my mind so vividly it was as if a projector flashed a movie onto the backs of my closed eyelids: A young girl runs excitedly through a used book store, her curly strawberry blonde hair bouncing behind her along with the full skirt of her knee-length patchwork dress. Her white tights are gray with wear and age, and her black shoes are scuffed into a dull sheen. It’s her birthday, her favorite day of the year when her dad takes her to choose a few typewritten treasures. They barely fit into…

17Jan 2018 by Christine Crutchfield No Comments

The Vow

Living

It was a sunny day at the end of May, 2015. The water glinted in the sunlight behind the arbor and rows of white chairs as the piano and string notes of Sleeping At Last’s, “Turning Page,” floated on the light breeze that spun the aqua and periwinkle pinwheels lining the aisle. Smiling bridesmaids descended the stairs from the upper deck down to the crisp clipped grass below. The song crescendoed into the lyrics of the chorus, expertly spliced together with the instrumental verses and chosen for their language... Your love is my turning page Where only the sweetest words remain Every kiss is a cursive line Every touch is a redefining phrase… As they began, I took the first step forward into a future with my husband.…

10Jan 2018 by Christine Crutchfield No Comments

Kairos Time

Living

It was 6:30 p.m. and counting down. The temperature outside, 11 degrees and falling. But there we gathered, the 6 of us around the kitchen island with cold beverages in hand as we talked, laughed, and listened to music. An hour in, we feasted on three racks of ribs with homemade, homegrown tomato barbecue sauce and cornbread with cheddar. We followed dinner with the annual unveiling of Chrismix… 80 minutes of music curated each year by “Ten,” this year with an expansion pack - an additional CD with 2 songs chosen by each of us 6. As we listened to the mix, we exchanged gifts and delighted in the thoughtful selections made… art supplies, journals, alcoholic accoutrements, silly socks, and more. After gifts, we switched to the expansion pack CD,…

03Jan 2018 by Christine Crutchfield No Comments

This Year, This Me

Living

In my bare feet, I padded up the two carpeted steps into the short, narrow hallway outside my parents’ bedroom, crossed the two strides to the closed door, and reached my hand out to the cool, metal knob. No one else was home, so I twisted the knob without knocking and crossed into their sanctuary. Their bedroom always felt like a secret growing up, though I’d been in it countless times. Once inside, I hugged the right wall and stepped into the walk-in closet, flipping the light on as I went. My eyes slid immediately through the rods full of hung clothes and stacked shoe boxes to the reason I was there: a large, green, metal-sided mid-century steamer trunk with brass-toned trim, corners, latches, and lock. I dragged it out…

13Sep 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 1 Comment

The Happiness Challenge

Living

I generally consider myself to be a happy, go-lucky person. I have a passion for creativity, play, travel, new experiences, and the rosy wash of optimism. But like so many things, happiness is like a muscle… it can start to deteriorate over time if not flexed properly. It starts, perhaps, with too much time spent watching the news or looking at social media, and the negativity slowly builds up and begins to weigh heavier and heavier on the mind and heart. Then maybe one day you listen to yourself while talking to a friend or loved one and hear complaints, gossip, or other negativity spilling from your lips. Before long, all you can think about is how unhappy you are at work, how lonely you feel, or how lazy or…

01Sep 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 1 Comment

First Fridays and Favorites

Living

Happy Friday, friends! In addition to it being Friday, today was my first day back to school/work after enjoying the summer off. No matter how long I’ve been “in school” (whether as a student or a teacher), the anticipation of the first day never seems to fade. Today is also the first day of September, the kick-off of the holiday weekend, and… First Friday! If you read my post a couple of weeks ago or saw my article share yesterday, you might remember the term, or you might be familiar with it in your own community. First Friday is an opportunity for a community to come together, either for arts and entertainment or social, political, or professional networking. The First Friday events I’m familiar with are intended to celebrate the…

25Aug 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 1 Comment

Back to School ~ A Professor’s 10 Hacks to Help Students Survive and Thrive at Semester Start

Living, Teaching

The fall is fast upon us, and it’s time once again - for back to school and the start of a new academic year. For those of you making the leap to college, it can be a scary time. Many colleges are much larger than the campuses you're used to. You'll be surrounded by people you haven’t known for the last 4+ years and aren’t sure what will be expected of you in terms of homework. Or maybe you’ve been out of school for awhile and are nervous about going back. Even if it isn’t your first semester, there are still many unknowns that can cause anxiety. As someone who’s been teaching college classes for 15 years, I’d love to share some wisdom from a teacher’s perspective to help start…

18Aug 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 1 Comment

Art, Love, and Community ~ United Against Hate

Living

It’s Friday. One week after the torch-lit procession at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville. Like so many others, I felt shaken by what happened last weekend. As I looked at the photos of the flame-illuminated faces coming out of the demonstration, the pit in my stomach grew in proportion to my shock. As a general rule, society tends to move forward with each generation in terms of growing toward acceptance and equality. As they become adults, children move beyond the views of their parents to become their own persons with fewer tethers to antiquated ideas. We’ve seen the progression from slavery to civil war to emancipation to segregation to integration to Civil Rights Act to Voting Rights Act to African Americans in Congress to our first Black President. We’ve…

11Aug 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 2 Comments

5 Friday Favorites ~ National Smile Week Wonders

Living, Writing

My eyelids fluttered open, and I paused to take stock of my upper body. Throat? All good, actually. Nose? Still a little stuffy, but I could breathe through it. A significant improvement. Head? Much less sinus pressure and fog. Final assessment? Feeling about 70%. I checked my phone for the time. 11:30 a.m. Time to climb out of bed. I stretched once more before sweeping the covers off, swinging my legs over the edge, and finally stepping into the day. Sleeping so late felt decadent, even if it was a healing sleep. I noted my gratitude for the significant improvement in my well-feeling, that it was only a case of severe allergies knocked out with medicine and sleep and not some lingering summer cold that would plague my last few…

04Aug 2017 by Christine Crutchfield 1 Comment

Self Doubt and My 5 Friday Favorites ~ Books Edition

Writing

This post may include affiliate links. Almost five months in, and I find myself having a bit of an existential crisis with my blog. I have fallen into many traps - the trap of feeling like my blog needs to make money, the trap of feeling like my blog will never make money, the trap of feeling like I need to change my niche so that it will make money, the trap of comparing my blog to other blogs, the trap of cranking out content and starting to think of it as a chore, the trap of not being “efficient” or “effective” with promotion and learning, and so much more. I think these are traps that many people fall into as bloggers. When I started this blog, I set out…