Happy Sunday, Journeyer! Life is as life does; a perpetual ebb and flow of darkness and sunshine. And so it continues…the work saga that incites fear and insecurity and a continuous feeling of unsettledness… And so it continues…my dedication to Step 5 of The Five Steps of Healing…Choose Vitality. I attempt to choose vitality each and every day, Journeyer, to … Read More
The Heart of a Week
Happy Valentine’s Day, Journeyer! Yesterday I went for a haircut trim before next weekend’s BIG EVENT! Need tickets? Get yours here! This salon is on the second floor of an old building that was originally a local theater! The hardwood floors and the stage are still intact! At the top of the stairs next to the over-sized, barn-style doors is this … Read More
Recycling Hope and Miracle
Last month I reunited with Miracle. I’ve spent many years pushing against her, resisting the mere mention of her name. Turns out I had been seeing her all wrong. You see, Miracle isn’t about some prize granted to a select few, Miracle is what happens when we bear witness to life’s marvelous events and amazing qualities. Miracle is what happens … Read More
Pampering, Peace, a Piebald, and Hope
The end of the school year is barreling down on us. For all intents and purposes, classroom work is done. The students are all but singing School’s out for summer! They are bounding off the walls off Hurricane Andrea’s barometric barometer. And the conclusion of this academic year can’t come fast enough. Times like these call for some serious pampering. … Read More
Honoring and Holding Space for All Those Left Behind
On Sunday I attended a simple ceremony for a sixty-something-year-old man who had given up on life years before his body did. He wasn’t a veteran, but one of the young men in attendance has been newly inducted into the Marines and may soon be deployed. As I stared at the countless flags dotting the landscape on … Read More
On Failure, Fat, and Hope
I recently saw a commercial for the upcoming Biggest Loser series. A quick blip of a girl with a weightlifting bar overheard flashed on the screen and I heard her say, “I used to be an Olympic Weightlifter.” I used to be a swimmer and a diver and an equestrian, I thought. And, as a teenager, some seventy-five pounds lighter … Read More
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