Since I hit the road to drive from Minnesota to Arizona, I have heard people say to me, “You’re so brave,” which led me to ask the question, what makes a person brave? Or maybe more accurately, what makes a person LOOK brave? Because I sure don’t feel very courageous. Quite the opposite, really. There are…
I realized that what frightened Luke on the trail was not what he saw. It was what was out of site and unknown. It’s the same for me. The broader I can make my view of the world, the less there is to fear.
I admit it, I’m a ranter. Ask anyone who knows me well. Conversations consist of a great deal of hand waving, facial contortions and vocal gymnastics…
“When the storm broke, the world was changed. Flat rocks dotted the pasture with their damp shine, scattered on a hillside that looked like a mud finger painting.” ~ Barbara Kingsolver, “Flight Behavior”
“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you…
I was looking at my To Do list last Sunday and feeling my anxiety rise. I’d already crossed off a few things – like ‘Make bread and yogurt’ – deciding I’d buy them instead. ‘Clean house’ was stabbed through with a jagged black line. Sadly, this is how most of my weekends start off. Hell,…
