Self- Acceptance

  I’m standing at the edge of yet another beginning which, in turn, means that I’m phasing out of an old season. I’m standing in the middle space- the place that is always a bit too quiet and empty. The middle space makes me uncomfortable because it brings me nose to nose with all of those…

Growing Out of Good Things

Sometimes we go back to a place that we know well and find that, although the place is the same, we are not. You can grow out of good things. That is ok. Have you ever found that, when returning to a familiar place, you hardly recognize yourself when you press up against the memories…

[3] The Sunday Collections: Middle Space

It has been a centering kind of season, and sometimes centering isn’t fun because it makes me pull in the bleeding edges and deal with issues I’ve been ignoring or justifying for too long. Not everything that is ultimately for the best feels good at the time, though. It seems as though I’m always, forever…

.009 The Slow Lane is Ok Too

I’ve been taking a pottery class lately, which is the fulfillment of a little dream of mine that has been percolating for a while. I was going to local artisan shows and galleries and the more pottery I saw, the more I wanted to try it myself. I wanted to cut into the clay and…

Codes

A lot of life is like trying to break a code. We’re all trying to make things fit, trying to make things add up, trying to unhook what works and what doesn’t and assemble our own little theories and philosophies according to personal experience. Sometimes we come across people who blast us with pointed opinions,…

.005 Watch for the Signs

I’ve noticed a pattern forming in my life, lately. It is one of those rhythms that forms subtly and seems to reflect my head space. It has to do with direction. I was scrolling through recent pictures that I’ve taken on my phone, and I noticed that there is a distinct theme of “going” threaded…

.004 Sometimes Making the Decision is the Hardest Part

I’m standing on the edge of a new threshold right now; the kind of place that knits fear and possibility together and smudges expectations. My future direction, the one I had so clearly laid out in my mind, has warped once again. I’m in a messy place full of decisions and I spend so much…

The Pinch Space

After an extended writing hiatus, I’ve finally returned to this space a few months older and maybe (debatably) a little wiser. Summer had its own lessons to teach me, and they may slide their way into this place when I’ve had the time and distance to untangle it all. Right now I’m standing on the…

Steps

Seven years ago, a very normal incident sparked a series of events that threw me into one of the craziest, richest journeys I’ve ever walked and blew the dust off of a faith that was beginning to grow stale. I met one of my best friends while walking home from school one day. I didn’t…