Maybe it's that I'm coming off a nasty feverish virus that has made sleeping hard, or that I haven't been to the gym all week, or just that a lot has been anxiously bubbling beneath the surface... But some days, you wake up feeling like an absolute mess who can't handle ANYTHING. Ta da! ...… Continue reading Being the Me I Need Today
Tag: spirituality
Attachment, abandonment, and being a pastor’s spouse in the time of Covid
There's a lot swimming around in my brain right now, and for some reason it kind of came to a head last night as I tried to drift off to sleep. Isn't that always the way? For those of you who don't know me personally, I'm married to a Lutheran (ELCA) pastor. He serves a… Continue reading Attachment, abandonment, and being a pastor’s spouse in the time of Covid
From the comfort of our own couch…
We've hit that (perhaps inevitable?) milestone in this pandemic. Or maybe it's a milestone in our marriage? I mean, we entered the exhausted end-of-day post-kid-bedtime-mindlessly-watch-TV-and-chill mode several kids ago (not to be confused with "Netflix and Chill"; we're too old for that nonsense). 😆 But we are suddenly finding ourselves watching some of Netflix's recent… Continue reading From the comfort of our own couch…
Do I believe my own message?
Confessions of an Overthinker: I'm not sure I believe my own message enough to wear the shirt. Ok, so yeah, I bought it and I'm going to wear the shirt. It's soft, gorgeous, the best kind of warm in wintertime, and... most of me believes the message it is (and I am) sharing. (And for… Continue reading Do I believe my own message?
Carrying what’s heavy
I've been away for a little over a month, and have been itching to get back into a writing routine. My absence has been for good reasons, mostly - loved ones visiting us, busy days with the kids, and even getting away for a few days here and there. As the school year looms (yeah,… Continue reading Carrying what’s heavy
Grace for the Voices
"Speak your mind, even if your voice shakes." This quote, attributed to a social activist named Maggie Kuhn, has always been a personal favorite encouraging reminder. If we have a conviction... a stirring of our heart... a passionate belief, why can it still be so hard to speak out? To share our minds, hearts, words?… Continue reading Grace for the Voices
Coming (no-longer) home
Living close to the 45th parallel, there's a scent sometimes - often on cool mornings after rainy nights - that appears and transports me to a sacred place. (Also close to the 45th parallel.) It happened the other morning, as I walked out to get the mail. Earthy. Fresh. Crisp. Full of possibility. Uncanny. That… Continue reading Coming (no-longer) home
Destroying loving-kindness one meditation at a time
Without going into the history of the Christian Lenten season, I'll share with you that I observe it annually. It began yesterday, on Ash Wednesday. As many do, I usually either choose to give something up (sacrifice) or add a spiritual practice, in hope that I'll turn toward God and continue to grow in Him.… Continue reading Destroying loving-kindness one meditation at a time
alive. awake. uncomfortable. 