This dance. This balancing act. This complex, complicated, confounding, catastrophically heartbreaking, consummately soul-giving art of living. The millions of moving parts all seemingly independent yet intrinsically interdependent - relationships, physical health, economic reality, spiritual awakening, goals and dreams, aspirations, battle wounds, prejudices, ideas, choices, decisions... and on and on and on. How do I know if I'm… Continue reading An Incoherent Offering
Hey. Friends. Can we make a little pact with one another? Can we agree not to be emotionally bullied by scary headlines? I mean, really. I pulled Facebook up on my phone this morning and had full blown anxiety symptoms within 5 minutes. I cannot be the only one who experiences this. I feel like… Continue reading The Tomato in the Room
Because his reality isn't pulling any punches, so I don't get to pull them either.
One of the most liberating concepts I've ever learned has been the idea of the "new normal."
My therapist said I should write about what it's like to have five kids. That sounds like the opening line of a stand-up act, but it's true. In my spare time, I need to write about the complex nuances of five kids plus a husband plus a bit of crazy (I mean, "a healing journey") thrown… Continue reading Five Kids and Brain Bubbles