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One Word - Walls
I’ve put them up brick by brick, in neat and sloppy rows. Laid in leisure, laid in pain, elevated by years of hurry and thinking I’m less than, wondering if I’m so different that I’m not worthy of love.
You pull them down with your honesty, your tenacity, your bravery, your willingness to see and know me as I am. You pull them down when you stay.
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Musings
Star off in the distance, shining just for me ( Read more... ) -
God Moment
Confession of the Day: I'm not always great at listening to guidance. I'm not talking about when a friend or family member gives you advice. I'm talking about that "small still voice" that whispers the wisdom that is needed in the moment. "Slow down as you come over this hill." (Bam, there's a speed trap!) "Check the nuts, they are about ( Read more... ) -
You Gotta Start Somewhere
I have stacks of journals. Stacks and stacks of them. And I'm pretty damn sure that all of them are unfinished. I like to write, but secretly think that someone will read what I write and be horrified or judgmental or just plain bored. But, this kind of writing, the one where you pick up a pen or commit to your keystrokes should solely be ( Read more... ) -
A Writer Writes, Always
This is a line from a quirky 80's movie. Can anyone guess? Perhaps someone more famous than Billy Crystal said it before, but it's a line that has always stuck with me. Am I a writer? What makes a writer ( Read more... ) -
Nostalgia
They wash over me, these waves of nostalgia. Paths cross, run parallel, then unwind in different directions. Exciting and new, and just a wee painful to watch them go. And so it goes... I found myself crying in the car the other night... A beautiful song came on by Divine Appointment, and I couldn't resist it's call to keep looking up, keep ( Read more... ) -
Hobbling Toward Health
How do you take a metaphysical approach to weight loss? I just typed, "I'm at war with my fat rolls." (Delete, delete, delete) How can I expect to win a war with MYSELF ( Read more... ) -
Daydreams
I keep thinking about babies. Last night at prayer circle, I put in my first prayer about it. I've thought about it plenty, but this was my first plea to God that I am easy on the path to a healthy pregnancy.
A little light to lift the light of the whole. How awesome. And all the better if it has my eyes and my husband's beautiful skin. -
Missing You
It's hard to miss you. I get caught off-guard by it, in the most random of moments. While I'm sitting in traffic, because for a long time that always seemed to be the best time to reach you. And now, we don't talk ( Read more... )
