Category Archives: the call
Have you ever had a day that was so chock full of emotion that you are completely, emotionally hungover the next day? Well…that is me today. Yesterday my niece graduated from high school. I may be weeping under those sunglasses…but … Continue reading
Thunderbolts and fire
Years ago, there was a woman who spoke something over me. In the ensuing 20 years, I’ve thought of that word sporadically…but it never seemed…possible. I held lightly onto what she said…but if I told you that it brought me … Continue reading
Rebooting
The trees are budding here in Philadelphia, and we’re expecting our second nor-easter in less than a week. What the heck is going on with the world? In some ways, I feel like the weather right now is reflective of … Continue reading
Surrender
Yesterday was one of the most difficult days that I’ve had mentally in a long time. I woke up and I was just depleted of all of my energy. I felt empty and cracked and hopeless. I was standing in … Continue reading
Valley of the Bones
Today is the last day of January 2018. I can’t believe we’re a month into the year already. The phrase that I am hearing today is “new beginnings.” See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and … Continue reading
Adventure
At heart, buried beneath my love of routine, is an adventurer. When I think about the times that I have felt most alive, I was heading into the unknown. Life has gotten in the way of exploration. Work. Stress. Money … Continue reading
What the fluff?!?!
This morning, I may have freaked out a little bit. I am leaving my job 😳 Yea, I made a rational decision based on evidence that it is time for me to leave. Yes, I know that I know that … Continue reading
Temporal vs eternal
I’m realizing just how much of my focus has been on the temporal versus the eternal. I’ve been in survival mode. I’m trying to keep afloat physically. My health hasn’t been great and the exhaustion has been overwhelming. I’m trying … Continue reading
Spirit longing
I’m sitting here in my pj’s on a Sunday morning just like any other Sunday morning. But there’s something different. I don’t want to be relaxing today. I want to be doing. I want to be a part of something … Continue reading
Unsettled
A question was asked today on Anne Jackson’s blog…would you die for someone’s freedom? My answer to this question is, I believe, the root of my unsettledness. I remember being seven years old, sitting on the olive green wool … Continue reading