A Struggle Against Silence
Writing is a struggle against silence. - Carlos Fuentes I miss writing. I do write, for myself, in a journal for my eyes only. And even though in many ways blogging is also for myself, there is an...
View ArticleFinding Joy and Giving Thanks
A couple of years ago, I bought The Book of Awakening by Mark Nepo. I’m a sucker for books with short, daily readings, and that’s exactly what this book is. I’ve never read it straight through, 365...
View ArticleOne of Those Days
Do you ever have a day when you can’t get comfortable in your skin? I had one of those days, and it seems like no matter what I tried, I couldn’t change it. I tried connecting with friends. I prayed...
View ArticleShame
A few years ago, my therapist mentioned “grace” to me for the first time. I was leaving a session, and he told me “give yourself some grace this weekend”. It must have been just the right moment for...
View ArticleLife vs. Writing
I saw my hero Anne Lamott recently, and she said we should write every day, no matter what. I thought that sounded like a really good idea. I sat in a church pew and pictured all of the writing ahead...
View ArticleUncomfortable Grace
The other day, in a therapy session, I was talking to my therapist about something that hurt me. It was something directly related to therapy, and to him, but as I sat and cried and talked about how I...
View ArticleWreaths, Owls, and Mini Coopers
Yesterday, I sat in my therapist’s office and wrote some words that were too hard to say. After he read them, he talked gently and carefully about the importance of being able to eventually speak the...
View ArticleLife, Life and More Life
I miss this little blog. My life is full..maybe even overflowing!…right now. I’m writing something for pay for the first time ever (!), I’m caught up in holiday busy-ness and holiday messy-ness and...
View ArticleFinding Grace in the Dark
Earlier today, as I drove to a friend’s house, I noticed that the car in front of me had a license plate with a bible verse on it. I was at a red light, so I quickly looked it up on my phone. The...
View ArticleOne Year Later
Last year, on December 27th, I wrote my first blog post. This year, one year and one day after that first post, I received a check in the mail for something I wrote, for the first time ever. Which I...
View ArticleAnger
I am angry. And I don’t like it. Anger is big, scary, overwhelming. Anger is something that might hurt somebody. At least that’s what the anger I grew up with looked like. Anger is a big feeling, and...
View ArticleRunning Toward Big
In my early twenties, I was a runner. I still run, but back then, I ran a LOT. I loved the feeling of miles and miles of pavement passing beneath my feet. On weekends, I would run fifteen or twenty...
View ArticleThe Speed of Healing
I’ve been thinking lately about how long it takes to heal. When I started therapy five years ago, I expected to use the thirty sessions allotted by my insurance and be done. When those thirty...
View ArticleGood Enough Endings, Good Enough Beginnings
After 5 years and 2 months, my therapy ended on Monday evening. There have been times when I thought I was done with therapy; I’ve taken a couple of breaks over the years and even quit for a while this...
View ArticleHow to Stop Doing, and Start Being
Today is Friday, the day I would normally see my therapist. Since therapy is over now, I decided last night that I would use my usual therapy time to write. I would sit at my desk, I would let myself...
View ArticleThis Step
We’re spending the weekend at my inlaws and I am having a hard time. For me, the key to okay-ness is staying in the present. Not in what happened yesterday, or what might happen tomorrow, but what is...
View ArticleVulnerable Grace
This has been a really hard week. Not I-have-too-much-to-do hard, or I’m-not-feeling-well hard, or these-boys-are-driving-me-crazy hard. It’s the kind of hard that started with an accusation that came...
View ArticleA Moment of Sad
I’m sitting and staring at a blank screen because I don’t know what to write. Sometimes blog writing feels like talking to imaginary friends. And I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I...
View ArticleDarkness and Beauty
What we call the beginning is often the end And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. T.S . Eliot Last night, I got some news that broke my heart. It wasn’t completely...
View ArticleWhat’s Next
A few weeks ago, I read Augusten Burroughs’ This Is How: Proven Aid in Overcoming Shyness, Molestation, Fatness, Spinsterhood, Grief, Disease, Lushery, Decrepitude & More. For Young and Old Alike....
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