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deborah w farris

the dance within

 grace flows in to flow out 

sharing musings and prose on faith, nature and family, to encourage hope in the hard places.

When Parents are Gone

We were at the doctor’s office because of a fall. Honestly, I thought he was having a stroke when he couldn’t touch his nose, but it was dehydration again. The doctor had called paramedics to help me get him to the hospital when all of a sudden he broke out into a...

The Book That Talks

There are many books that speak to me. Poetry, philosophy, comedy, tragedy, allegory and story, written by people I admire, respect, study, reflect on, review, time and again, and who have greatly influenced me. People like, Thomas Merton and Mary Oliver, Henri...

A Fine Day and a Fine Line

It’s a beautiful June morning, perfect for sitting on the front porch as I have coffee and do my Devotions. Sometimes it can be distracting, being outside. We face the street, neighbors walk by, I stop reading and writing to say hello and lose the flow. I think God’s...

A Father

Sometimes hiding away In a day’s tasks and in trusting, I live beside you unaware, When as if the pulse of blood in my veins You come so vividly into my thoughts, A gust of cool mountain air, patches of sunlight, where yesterday was clouded, cold, I realize, once...

Writer’s Life

“You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” —A. A. Milne And maybe funnier than you know… “How was your Bible Study?” Todd asked me this morning. “Good. I’m supposed to laugh more. I don’t laugh enough.” I’ve been studying...

Closing the Circle

“Mom, the helmet?” Jackson said.      “Yes?”      “Wear it?”      “Yes.” My son is taking care of me now, I realized, just as I have been taking care of my mother. Our roles are always changing in life. Jackson is the son of Rose, the protagonist in my debut novel,...

Morning by Morning

Flames of green stare back from tips of branches imprinted against morning sky, as new shoots of color appear lit from within While the Warblers seem pleased with the decor. For yesterday, this prelude to Summer was silent, but the Sun worked all day, the Wind...

Wherever I Am You Are

IWe walk the shoreline,My dog looks for things to eat,Pulling my arm off. IIFish bones, food wrappers,She finds something dangerousAlmost every day. IIISitting and resting,The dog poses like the cloudsAs the people pass. IVI have time to think,Small prayers floating...

Being in the Heart of the Moment

My faithful partner tried to put up the screen door earlier, we both forgot where he put the screws and hinges last fall. It’s a warm spring morning, a little muggy, clear sky, just the slightest veil of mist. Shadows land in shapes and patterns covering the street....

The 24,090th Day

I fell asleep last night to the roar of the waves. Maybe that’s why I dreamt about a Lion. I don't know. But it told me all my days were numbered before one of them came to be. When I woke, I roughly counted that I have been alive for 24,090 days. It was stormy...
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Deborah Wenzler Farris

Deborah Wenzler Farris


Deborah Farris is a writer born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She is a former equity actor and singer who performed extensively in New York City and throughout the United States. She has served on the adjunct faculties of Tulane University, the University of North Carolina—Chapel Hill, and the University of Wisconsin—Milwaukee.

After a career spanning twenty years, she returned home to Milwaukee after marrying her brother’s best friend from high school. Beginning in 2002, Farris served as Executive Director of the nonprofit arts organization Danceworks Inc., providing dance and other arts to central city children and people of all ages and backgrounds. She received the Woman of Influence Award for Nonprofit Leadership from the Milwaukee Business Journal. In 2020, she stepped down as CEO to step out and into new endeavors.

Farris is the author of the nonfiction book, Conversations with Dad, and recently completed her first novel, Not According to Plan–a Story of Grace. She holds an MFA from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and writes weekly on her blog, to encourage hope in the hard places. She has one very tall son and two step daughters, lives in the house she grew up in with her very tall, red-haired husband, one very large red-haired dog, and a sassy feral, all of which she loves like crazy.

Conversations With Dad – The Book

Told with tenderness and humor, this is a love story—the love of a man for his wife and family, his love for his work and church, and the love of a daughter for her parents. It is rich with memories of her father’s life adventures and career as a noted architect. Layered with the author’s personal account of her walk with her parents as they aged, their health declined, and the eventual loss, Conversations with Dad grew out of time spent together—father and daughter—sharing the stories of those who paved the way for her.

Purchase your copy today.

Deb’s Debut Novel Coming Soon: 

Not According to Plan ~a Story of Grace

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