Interesting day today. As I’ve continued to think about some of what I talked about yesterday with regards to allowing myself some grace, I was made very aware of another important component to help correct my unfruitful patterns – the kind word from someone else. I mentioned yesterday that the facilitator, in essence, gave me … More The Power of a Kind Word.
I was in my summer school online class this morning and the teacher said, “I want you all to put in the chat box what you’re feeling, or if you have a particular focus at the moment.” Many of my fellow classmates said things about a work project, or plans for the weekend. A few … More Take time for what’s important.
I had to go to a doctor recently. The why of it doesn’t matter so much as some of the questions that I was asked while I was there. I don’t recall ever having a health care professional ask me questions about my emotional well being as much as they did that day. I was … More Pain has a thousand faces.
Sometimes we make the most noise when we are crying for quiet. In fact, we make so much noise seeking quiet that we can’t hear it… or should I say, recognize it. These are such usual times that we’re living in right now. I know how I feel and it is hard. I am confused, … More Listening actually needs quiet.
Saturday mornings are a great time to just take a minute, relax, and think about places I’ve gone. I pour a cup of coffee and kick back in the recliner on the back porch. The light is soft and crystaline and bounces off the dew on the ferns, making a galaxy of stars on the … More Traveling from home
I love to take photos. Photography is an art form, and a source of inspiration, and a tool to document and keep. Anyone who knows me knows that I can almost be annoying with the way I try to capture moments of my daily life with my camera phone. I’m not just talking about those … More Capturing fleeting moments with paint.
I paint for enjoyment…. for personal pleasure and love of color and light. I also paint to find my peace. I paint to remain calm. I paint to find my way through my racing thoughts and to articulate the emotions that flow through me like an undisciplined mountain stream. And I paint to pray. I … More Hope must prevail.
We sometimes like to speculate that we understand the complexities of life. We may even brag that we have a handle on what all is going on around us. We try to make everything binary, black or white, an either or scenario. There’s a confidence in that thinking that tries to make things as simple … More Simple, or not.
Ordinarily, this time of the year reenactors get together in great celebretory encampments all over the United States to talk history, smell good wood smoke, buy fine wares from historical craftsmen, and catch up on what everyone has been up to. History lovers have such a wide variety of special interests to bring to the … More Missing our historical friends.
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