There are moments when a question finds its way to me that feels less like a question and more like an invitation—an invitation to speak into something tender, something widely shared but often quietly carried. This week, someone asked me to reflect on guilt and shame. And the truth is, we all live somewhere in that … Continue reading Guilt, Shame, and the Truth About Who You Are
Forgiveness is one of those words we hear so often that it can start to feel hollow. We’re told it’s important. We’re encouraged to “let it go.” We’re reminded—sometimes gently, sometimes not—that forgiving is good for us and for others. And yet, if we’re honest, many of us have had the experience of forgiving and … Continue reading When Forgiveness Doesn’t Fix Everything
In my usual morning spot, I sit, gazing through the window at the neighboring tree. The bright yellows have faded to browns, leaving much empty space. The tree has shed its leaves, which served it faithfully through spring and summer. I ponder: Is it easy for trees to relinquish their leaves annually? This question lingers … Continue reading The Leaves through my Window
Tell us about a time when you felt out of place. I arrived for my first day of the first-grade. Ms. Key was my teacher. I did not know her; I did not know anyone in my class. I did not like riding the bus. I did not like much that day. Thus, I began … Continue reading Not My Place, Not My People
What's your favorite word? My practice for these daily prompts is to sit with them a bit to see what rises in me. I pause. Then I begin to write whatever arises. Today, I was surprised- as I often am- when the blogging prompt brought forth this word: Yes. I must add this disclaimer: “Yes” … Continue reading Let Your Yes Be Yes
Are you holding a grudge? About? The word “grudge” immediately brings to my mind savoring the perceived wrongs, intentional and unintentional, that have been done against me. There is even a sour flavor I can almost taste when I remember some of the grudges that shaped periods of my life. And shape my life they … Continue reading Holding Tightly to Past Wrongs
My title really should read something more like, “I used to practice for life as if life and practice were separate instances.” I have an everyday practice: meditation, journaling, reading, listening. I come to my space and sit. This sitting sets an intention for the day, an intention to inhale and exhale, to receive and … Continue reading Practicing for life
What profession do you admire most and why? I admire the work of psychotherapists in helping people find ways to cope with their trauma and life challenges. I benefitted greatly from the therapeutic process in dealing with life events from my past in ways that helped me live daily less like I was on a … Continue reading Therapy Is a Good Beginning
Infinitely Precious 