Archive - Considered Days

Words and soft hearts and where the words fail

I stand near a street corner as the rain starts to softly fall. Manhattan races all around me, but my eyes are glued to the small, bright screen of my…

Feb 2 •

Johannah Blackman

January 2024

For times like these

Maybe we are made for times like these, I thought to myself. Maybe this dance of delight and tenderness is exactly what is needed. We don’t look away…

Jan 13 •

Johannah Blackman

Before I had children, I didn’t think too much about time’s passage. I was thirsty for the next day, the next experience. I chased life and filled every…

Jan 6 •

Johannah Blackman

December 2023

Life with weight

My son cries out in the middle of the night. This is rare and almost always signifies a very bad dream. Thanks for reading Considered Days! Subscribe…

Dec 14, 2023 •

Johannah Blackman

November 2023

Big thoughts on a crisp fall night

You lie in your bed. It has been a day full of activity, at the end of which we should all be sleepy, ready for rest. And yet you stare up at me, eyes…

Nov 28, 2023 •

Johannah Blackman

October 2023

Picking up treasures in a shattered world

Scampering over rocks, they pause occasionally, picking up some treasure left by the waves. Their heads bend towards each other as they share, examine…

Oct 28, 2023 •

Johannah Blackman

April 2021

They walk together, hand-in-hand, two small bodies between tall trees. They walk together, standing so straight, with determined, deliberate steps. They…

Apr 22, 2021 •

Johannah Blackman

March 2021

It’s a fresh morning. And I’m paused by your words, Ms. Oliver. It’s not the goldfinches who urge me to stop on this frigid March day. Nor the…

Mar 5, 2021 •

Johannah Blackman

January 2021

A shift of light. A cloud slides away from the sun and, quite suddenly, the air fills with motion. Wings of gold flutter as at least fifteen Monarch…

Jan 26, 2021 •

Johannah Blackman

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Jan 1, 2021 •

Johannah Blackman

December 2020

Music vibrates from my phone speakers as I dash around our small kitchen, serving lunch while making dinner. Dashing. There are moments, these days…

Dec 3, 2020 •

Johannah Blackman

October 2020

What would you do?

“What would you do if you saw a gun?” the doctor asks my daughter, who turned four two weeks ago. I watch as a quizzical look crosses my daughter’s…

Oct 7, 2020 •

Johannah Blackman

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