Tie-Die and Bleached Soul

What makes us, us? The fundamental things or things that make up our being, are they the things we can’t change or the things we don’t want to? Are they the things we like and want to nurture and foster and grow or are they the things that we can’t run away from or weed … Continue reading →

Protected: On my mind

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Protected: Talking, not Talking

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The Laid out Life. Part II

When I was about sixteen or seventeen, I wrote down the things that I wanted to do with my life. I wrote three careers and the pros and cons as I saw them. They were: an international aid worker, an owner of a coffeehouse, and a missionary.  I looked at the themes, the reasons why … Continue reading →

Stop Holding Your Breath

At a stoplight listening to Levitt and Dubner’s “Think Like a Freak,” I grab the post-its and a pen out of the cubby beside me and jot this down: “Sometimes in life, going right up the middle is the boldest move of all.” I often write down things on post-its and put them on my … Continue reading →

Self-dispossessed

He told me that in his dream he yelled out, “I am my own!” And isn’t that a profound insistence? It seems a simple thing, to belong to oneself, but it’s so rare and difficult. There are times when I feel words leave my mouth out of pure necessity, and I don’t process them until … Continue reading →

“Except when they don’t, because sometimes they won’t.”

Yesterday was my son’s first birthday party. I was surprised how emotional I was about the day and the party, how sensitive I was. My mother tends to be on the bossy side when we’re around people. She kept telling me to leave my son alone and let him do things on his own. When … Continue reading →