To see myself clearly – and with compassion

To see myself clearly – and with compassion

Image by Cindy Lever from Pixabay This spring, I got an itch for change, and I cut my hair. Sixteen inches of curls laying on the floor. I instantly felt so much lighter. And as I went about my life, it was a big enough change that I didn’t recognize my...
Imperfection, knitting, and doing the wash with God

Imperfection, knitting, and doing the wash with God

Imperfection and I have had a rocky relationship. For years, I pretended she didn’t even exist. When she showed up unexpectedly, I dressed her up in different clothes and tried to pass her off as someone else. I recognized, eventually, that she was actually a roommate...
Yes.  Yes with my whole heart.

Yes.  Yes with my whole heart.

Yes to the puppy, the walks, the cuddles, and the joy of our kids delighting in her. Yes. I’m trying to say yes more often these days, with more reckless abandon.  It is a dangerous word.  Yes tempts me, commits me, holds me.  It binds me.  And it is the only word...