We are born into relationship. Before we ever speak a word, make a choice, or understand ourselves as separate people, we are already connected. We begin in relationship within the womb. We emerge into a family, a history, a body, a world. We breathe air shared by countless others. We inherit something from those who … Continue reading Inhabiting Relationship
Pain has a way of narrowing the world. When it arrives—physical, emotional, spiritual, relational—our instinct is often immediate: get away from it. Distract ourselves. Fix it. Numb it. Move somewhere else. Do almost anything except remain in the place where it hurts. I know that instinct well. As an Enneagram Seven, one of my familiar … Continue reading Inhabiting Pain
There is a difference between simply having a body and actually inhabiting it. Last week, I began what I’m calling the Inhabiting series by reflecting on what it might mean to inhabit your life as a gift — to live from the deep awareness that you are precious, and that your preciousness shapes the way you engage … Continue reading Inhabiting the Body
Recognize. Release. Return. Hello, beloved. There are seasons in life when the pressure quietly builds. Sometimes it’s obvious—deadlines, responsibilities, expectations stacking one on top of another. Other times it’s more subtle, but just as real: the quiet hope that what we offer matters, that what we say or do might reach someone, might make a … Continue reading When the Pressure Bears Down
Where the Divine Becomes Visible There is a way of seeing the world that changes everything. For many, the word incarnation points to a single moment in history—a sacred expression of the divine in one person. And that matters. It always will. But what if incarnation is not only something that happened… but something that is happening? … Continue reading Where the Divine Becomes Visible
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about presence—what it really means to be present, and what it might mean when we find that we’re not. Over the past several weeks, life has been full. The end of the year, the beginning of a new one, gatherings, worship, conversations, responsibilities—good things, meaningful things. And yet, in … Continue reading When the Mind Wanders
