by Natalie Ogbourne | Jul 1, 2017 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
When I slipped off the wide gravel road and into the woods, I knew it was a risk. The worn, earthen trail between the trees was wore a dark, saturated look, as if just a few drops of rain would transform it into shoe-sucking mud. At first it was solid and often...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Jun 19, 2017 | Navigating Tough Terrain
Elyse was four when she first showed us how brave she was—and what mattered enough to bring that bravery out. We’d moved, pulling into the driveway at a new house after dark on a Sunday night and popping out for a pre-school visit at nine the very next morning....
by Natalie Ogbourne | Mar 12, 2017 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Encouraged by this post? Receive an audio file of another story from the stage:The Single Seat. Subscribe to the quarterly{ish} newsletter in sidebar. Every Monday during the winter, I drive into town. There, twenty young actors and a few directors gather to work. We...
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by Natalie Ogbourne | Jan 22, 2017 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
Because it intersects with two subjects that fascinate and teach me, the rhythms of the seasons and Yellowstone, I bought a book, For Everything There is a Season: The Sequence of Events in the Grand Teton-Yellowstone Area. Through it, I see the general happening of...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Nov 3, 2016 | Pause, Ponder the Path, Press On
One fall, when I attended the University of Iowa, I went a few weeks between visits home. When my parents drove me to school, the fields were full and green. When they brought me home, the fields stood empty. Even the combines and trucks had gone home. Growing up...
by Natalie Ogbourne | Oct 25, 2016 | Navigating Tough Terrain
Once, long ago, before babies and moves to houses in new communities, I picked up the beginning of an understanding of the seasons—their rhythms, their tasks, their hard realities. Learning to be a mom to three babies while finding my way in three different towns left...