My Out Loud Voice
You Shaped Things
I feel like its been forever since I connected with you all through here. So much has been brewing!
And while good, it has taken my focus away from writing much. Even though “the bug” forces me to put something on paper almost daily.
Editing Life: My Lessons in Humility and Change
Have you ever written something that required editing?
I’m not talking about the daily emails, or responses to messages that you want to get just right.
Let It Be Christmas
It’s that twinkling lights, Silent Night time of year again.
The season when peace and love take up a little more real estate in our conversations and lives.
When we lay aside our differences and embrace our common humanity.
It’s the time when "believing" seems more possible.
On Being Stuck: The battle of the in between
For the past few days, I’ve woke up in the middle of the night battling complications from a rather nasty cold I caught from my hubby. (He’s such a giver.)
Usually, somewhere between the wee hours of two and four AM, I’ve awakened, either coughing my head off, or struggling to breathe and sounding like a squeaker toy.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas: A New Perspective
This week my home town welcomed our first snow fall of the season.
As the huge flakes rapidly fell in what one could accurately call a downpour, I found myself giggling like a kid. I watched as our landscape lights lit each puffy flake from below. As if in a spotlight, they rightly took their place centerstage.
The Myth: The World Will Adjust
These days, our culture seems inundated with the message that we need to find our ‘brand’. Ways to define ourselves so that our following and influence grows.
In fact, we’re all encouraged to do it in one way or another. We look for ways to be provocative and pithy. A great deal of time and effort is spent on trying to make the most memorable impact with the least amount of words. But reduction comes at a cost. Sadly, we’re losing the important art of intentional communication in the process.
Take Your Brain with You: The Caveat to Following Your Heart
Yesterday I took a break from relaxing and scrolled through my social media feed.
It was a plethora of the usual. Cat videos, pictures of someone’s yummy food and drink, cooing baby photos and of course the obligatory political posts that make your butt scrunch a little when you read them. (Ah, the left and right. Two cheeks of the same…)
The Power of Unwriting: Where freedom can be found
I love to write.
Anne LaMott says something to the effect that people love to say 'I wrote a book (blog/article...)’ etc. but no one ever says ‘I love to write’. I get what she’s saying, because the process can be quite challenging. But as much as I love Anne, I disagree with her on this one, because personally, I loves to write.
Thick in the Weeds
There’s something about gardening that soothes me.
Maybe it’s the smell of the earth, or the possibility that lies within the seeds.
Perhaps it’s the sun on my back or the breeze in my face.
Maybe it’s some combination of it all.
Whatever it is, gardening is a ‘zen’ activity for me.
DISQUALIFIED: The lie that holds us back
There’s a particular word which seems to show up all too often in my life these days.
It’s one I’ve tried to shake off. And times, I can silence it to mere echoes.
Well, for a little while anyway.
In Defense of Our Humanity
This week a friend and I released an episode of our podcast, discussing how the lens through which we see (and consequently judge) another person has become one made up of soundbites, memes, tweets and bumper stickers. We shared that we believe we can do better. Be better.
Counterfeit Intimacy
Today I read an article that talked about intimacy without responsibility.
Hmmm….
Of course, the title alone was enough to make me curious. You see, in this particular season of life, I’m doing a lot of delving into what makes us tick in relationships and where the foundations of how we relate and engage in intimacy are built. In light of what I’ve been discovering, the idea of ‘intimacy without responsibility’ had me raising an eyebrow in the “I’m skeptical of what you’re proposing” sort of way.
In The Eyes Of My Father
As most of you are aware, This Sunday is Father’s Day.
Some may look upon this as a Hallmark holiday, but the idea of celebrating fathers was actually created by a thoughtful daughter for her beloved Pop in the early 1900’s. It was born out of a desire to honor her dear ol’ dad, who single handedly raised her and her five siblings after the death of their mother.
Deep Waters & Deep Rewards
Do you have a happy place?
Somewhere you go that the moment you arrive your tensions melt away and your face breaks out in a gentle, grateful grin?
Where contentment abounds and life is easier, brighter. Lighter.
Parallels
I don’t like endings.
I’m not talking about when things come to their satisfactory, predicted resolution. In fact, I rather appreciate those, for the most part.
When I say “I don’t like endings”, I’m talking about the abrupt, unpredictable endings that we don’t plan for or see coming.
In the Land of Both/And: the case for faith and neuroscience
We hear it often said that life is a series of choices. For the most part, I believe this to be true. Every day we’re faced with decisions that, when carried out, in their sum total largely make up the life we live.
Is It Just Me? The Annoying Condition of my fickle faith.
The past week has been a journey through all the feels.
Again.
I started my Monday with the best of intentions.
Workout? Check.
Then, somewhere around minutes 14, 18 and 25 of 30, the conversation in my head went something like this.
For the Giver
In my life and line of work, I engage with many individuals who work in what are often called ‘helping professions’. Personally, I think a more accurate descriptor for them is Givers. It’s a privilege to do life with others who have a heart to help the hurting, whether it be physical, mental, emotional or spiritual.