On my daily walk I either go to the woods or I walk in my neighborhood. Darkness, how much time I have and the weather usually helps make the choice for me. Lately, I've been walking mostly in the neighborhood. If I'm walking in the right place at the right time, I see a ritual… Continue reading Heart Habits
In recent days, I find myself once again grieving for people I've never met, people whose lives were suddenly shattered with violence, people in public places, people praying, people believing they were safe in their daily lives. Often when this happens, I do not know what to do. I wish for someone to blame. In… Continue reading Choose Love
Today's blog requires you know the following: I am not good at admitting I've run out of resources, ideas or strategies for solving problems. I am overly responsible, even about things that are not my responsibility. I am also not great at showing how I truly feel about something. That is partially created by the… Continue reading That’s What Friends Are For
It's Valentines Week, the time of year when we become Love focused for a bit. Some people feel sad during this time if romance isn't in the picture. That's unfortunate and it seems far more productive to focus on just upping our love game in general. Lately I've been writing and speaking about the art… Continue reading Love=Noticing
I never knew why older people cried at weddings. It seemed obvious to me that it was a happy time. I didn't get it. I met Julie when I was an 18-year-old freshman at Texas A&M. We decided to be roommates the next year and have been close friends since then. I'll never forget the… Continue reading Whispers
Tis the season of gifts. You have your list and I have mine. Retailers are working as hard as they can to make sure we want to give what they have. Thankfully, our family's gift lists have been trimmed down over the years due to our intentional simplification. Today I found a picture of Christmas… Continue reading Tree Trauma
I just made a homemade Valentine for my husband. I'm a left-handed person who has always been terrible at cutting things out. It all goes back to elementary school when they gave lefties those green-handled scissors. Why did they do that? What magic were those rubber green handles were supposed to create? Whatever it was, all they did for… Continue reading Wear Love
