A couple of nights ago, I felt anxious. Occasionally I have a mild flare-up of anxiety. It’s normal to have these brief moments as my brain and body heal and as I get used to having less and less of my medication in my system. The anxiety was mercifully mild, but there was just enough […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
[I spoke in church last Sunday. These were my words.] I love to sing. When I was a freshman in college, I wanted to sing in a choir, but I wasn’t a vocal performance or music major, so I joined the only choir at my university for ordinary people, called University Chorale. Our instructor was really […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
[Originally written May 31, 2012] After my parents’ divorce, my dad and all six kids moved into my grandparents’ home in Springville, UT. I’m told that I clung to my older sister at first, but it wasn’t long before I warmed up to Grandma. I wasn’t yet two years old, so I technically should have […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
From eternity I was weaving, from the first, from the beginnings of the earth. -Proverbs 8:23 (alternate translation) My earliest memories are steeped in mother-loss. Around the time I was 18 months old, my parents took us all to see E.T. in the movie theater (I fell asleep) and then told us they were getting […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
For months I have been feeling an uncomfortable sense of stagnation. After climbing steep mountains and traversing near-bottomless caverns for several years, it has been strange to find myself on a plateau with very little variation in altitude. In some ways it has been very good. Stability is a welcome reprieve after years of turmoil. […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
A conversation with a family member this past week has me thinking a lot about choices, God’s will, commandments, promptings, and agency. In particular, I’ve been thinking about the phrase “supposed to.” People of faith often talk about feeling that they are “supposed to” do something, be somewhere, help someone, etc. My mind has been […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
When I was eleven years old, I moved from Mesa, AZ to Sudbury, MA. That was approximately 2500 miles, which can feel like moving to a foreign country (or planet) when you’re a middle-school kid. My new classmates had different slang, different music, different food, different pronunciations and even different words for common things. I was […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Could it be that Jesus’ whole mission on earth was to show us that while duality exists, . . . there is a greater wholeness that reduces it to mere illusion? . . . Could it be that nothing but wholeness ever does prevail once we are willing to perceive it? -Glenda Green A few […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
This topic has been on my mind for a while, simmering on the back burner, waiting for a quiet moment. Before I say anything else, let me be clear: I am very grateful for my church. My church blesses my life in more ways than I can list here. I love that my church has one […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
Everything but love is suffering. -M. Catherine Thomas A few years ago I attended a Neonatal Resuscitation Program workshop. One of the things we spent a lot of time talking about is verbal first-aid. When a mother and baby have experienced a resuscitation, it is generally a very traumatic experience. The first thing we were […]Continue Reading... No Comments.