Tomorrow, I am missing out on an event I had been looking forward to attending for MONTHS. My mom's non-profit, Wellspring, is hosting an intimate one day retreat led by Eugene Peterson. Eugene Peterson is a favorite author - one whose writing has resonated with me and has been an integral part of various stages … Continue reading Keep Your Mouth Shut! Silencing the Voice of Default.
I would like to welcome you to the Round Table. There is coffee, tea, enough food to keep you nourished. I ask you to take off your shoes, remove all baggage and the burdens you carry, sit down, arms out in front, palms raised. This is a safe place. And it is a place … Continue reading White Privilege. Implicit Bias. Pull Up a Chair.
We say "if you could only walk a mile in another's shoes" but frankly - most likely those shoes will not fit. Right? I am a sucker for metaphors, symbolism, idioms, even a hyperbole or two. No question. As a mother, I find this phrase to be a beautiful springboard for conversations that lead to a better … Continue reading When Your Shoes Do Not Fit Me.
I know I am preaching to the choir, here, but sunsets. Oh my goodness. I love them. Always have. My favorite type of sunsets are the ones here on the West Coast that settle down over the Pacific. I have hundreds of captures. I am sharing some of my favorites here with you. I turned … Continue reading Chasing Sunsets
I cannot believe it. Honestly. On Saturday, June 20th, we completely missed the 10th Anniversary of Bella's Kidney Transplant. Missed it. Woosh. Is that a good thing? I guess it is in the sense that life has moved on. And we are living it. And Bella is doing well. My body knew, however. I felt … Continue reading 10th Anniversary
We met across the ocean. Under the shadow of a beautiful Bohemian cathedral, cobblestone streets, medieval architecture, and the best beer in the world - we fell in love. And it was the controversial type of love, as I was his teacher and he was a student in my conversation class. Upon completion of my … Continue reading To My Husband.
My daughter graduated from Kindergarten today. For the end of the year program, each class takes turns standing up on the stage and performing their recitations. My daughter's class had a song, a poem, and a Bible verse to recite. My daughter HATES recitation. And truth be told - it is really not her strength. … Continue reading Moving Back a Row