Category: Do The Hard Thing
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You are a warrior.
You are a warrior. You’ve walked a tightrope – steady – the balance between hope and grief, joy and pain, digging in and letting go. You’ve trusted. And you didn’t fall. Somehow you found a way to be present in the midst of holding so much. How did you manage to dance on a tightrope?…
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Bloom for real
I planted silk flowers in my garden in my quest for beauty. They don’t fool anyone for long. They look garish and cheap even when the sun shines. When I make a show and water their plastic roots with my polkadot watering can they are still dead. It’s not real beauty. Counterfeit beauty is an…
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Set your permissions
Have you noticed that our world requires us to set permissions? In order for something to work for us, we have to to give it the go ahead to work with the other things in our lives so that it can do for us what it is supposed to do. If we don’t set permissions…
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Feel the weight
I stood here in this spot on the porch and I had a lot going on in my heart and mind. I know you can’t tell from the picture… but just trust me on this one. I looked at the picture that I made, …
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We have permission to:
Dear fellow white humans we have permission to: mourn learn grow feel unlearn research read listen share reflect hope discuss stand speak listen serve support.
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Sown in the Unknown
Somehow, someway, something grew. I don’t remember planting, watering or fertilizing the fruit I am holding. At some point something found good soil, put down roots, grew green shoots, blossomed and now I have fruit. I am astounded to be holding fruit. When did this germinate? I trace back the origin of the gift of…
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Sifted
My world has been sifted. It’s been a painful shaking, an imposed surrender. All that I once held with a tight grip is no longer something I can cling to. Some of what I held dear has fallen through my hands. What remains is precious, their importance – elevated. I open my hands to examine …
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I’m struggling to remember
It’s always been true. I am not what I do. I am not the sum of what I check off on the to-do list. I’ve always believed that, even if sometimes I’ve not acted like it. And I am struggling to remember. Here in this time. Here in this space. I am not what I…
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You’re never far
We might be five miles apart, next door, or 2500 miles away from each other. But you’re never far. Distance can’t change what the heart holds. Distance can’t dilute our determination to care for one another well. We will find a way. Distance cannot weaken love. It just doesn’t have that kind of power. Distance…
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A lesson from anoles
The flat, preserved anoles in my sister’s door frame make me a little sad. Why didn’t you move, little lizards? Maybe you had hung out in the door frame before and you thought you were safe. Perhaps you didn’t recognize the danger in delay. Maybe you were comfortable. You clearly were with friends so maybe…
