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Gently now…
So, I’m giving myself permission to move slowly, to be where I am, and to let go of the need to have it all figured out. I’m resisting the urge to find a book, diet, organizational method, or financial plan that will help me whip my life back into shape and move on. Instead, I am leaning into solitude, rest, and time to create the environment where true healing and restoration can occur.
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Stop pouring…
I seem to have been built with a twisted core of both natural generosity and a deep need to be needed. There doesn’t seem to be a way to untangle these things, so I just go with it. I find it hard for to say no, to let people down, or to let needs go unattended.
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The unfolding…
My Bible tells me “Submit yourselves one to another.” I think this kind of sharing, this opening up to another, embodies that command. It involves confession and recognition. My experience of this sharing always brings healing.
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Soul-care…
the most reliable way for me to measure the vitality and health of my soul requires that I slow down and listen. I must ask searching questions and really listen to my own honest answers.
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Paint night…
So, the first of my 50 before 50 list is in the books. Friends gathered at the local paint shop and found ourselves right back in 4th-grade art class, only this time with wine. There were ten of us, on a very cold January night. Surrounded by vivid color, we headed toward the blank canvas. It felt like I remember art class feeling, awkward. My brain knew what it should look like, but my hand did not know how to produce the desired effect. Somewhat like writing with my left hand. Share this...FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedin
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Learning to listen…
There isn’t another important relationship that I would neglect as I have this one. I am committed to learning this language and honoring my own life, in the same way, I would a good friend.
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Energy management…
I was stunned to realize that this was an option, that how I show up in a room could be moderated in some way. I could participate at a hundred and ten percent, or eighty percent, or even forty percent. The choice was mine.
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Failure report 2015…
This is not a moment of shame for me, but a moment of honesty. We all fail, so it makes sense to use these moments to make us stronger. It strikes me that much of my writing, social media sharing, and even my everyday life is curated to present my life in a positive light.
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Nurturing new life…
I don’t always have words to wrap around my experience of calling, a need to serve, to pour out the love and grace poured into my life. I can’t always explain why I am compelled to press forward, to get in the fray, to leave no one behind.
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On sharing a meal…
Shared meals, shared laughs, shared tears, and shared lives are the things that really impact us over time. People matter, and our connections to others need to be cultivated and nurtured in order for them to grow.