For Women Only

Do you remember changing for gym with other girls in elementary school? Does a residue of trauma cling to you like it does me? I have a confession to make: I am used to hiding my body. Imperfection lurks beneath my clothes. My curves are not entirely symmetrical; my skin […]

When Your World Falls Apart

What do you do when the world crashes down, horribly and unfairly, around you? Ginny Owens asks this question in her book Singing in the Dark. She notes: Instead of giving our pain over to God, we shut out the noise of what is wrong and broken. We turn to […]

It’s Finally Here

I always feel a little lost at Christmas. “Christmas!” You say, “The kids just went back to school! Mothers everywhere are weeping over their empty nests [me included]… Why are you bringing up Christmas?” Well, I’m thinking ahead. Did you know that Advent begins in November? That’s only two months […]

Safe

Last night I visited the hospital. A nurse, efficient and distant, prepped me. Those cardiac sensations – so familiar and dreaded – shook my insides. I’d been to this clinic before; the insertion of an IV and heart monitor was standard. This was the first time, though, that they would […]

The Farthest Reaches

“Do you feel the weight of your darkness – mean thoughts, unmentionable desires, things you’ve done that you pray no one discovers? Do you keep trying to do things differently and keep tripping up?” Ginny Owens asks these questions in her devotional Singing in the Dark. Ginny is blind and […]

A Walk in My Garden

The best gardens contain surprises. I think we all love a glimpse of something partially hidden or something tiny and close to the ground – something that demands a deep bend for a closer look. Neat rows of orderly vegetables appeal to me, but I can never manage this. My […]

Time to Bloom

Remember this?   The sunflower, that, in spite of an environment filled with threats, thrived? This flower, at first fragile and threatened, became thick and tough and made it through.   That yellow beauty is you. And it’s me. Weathered and scarred (if you look closely.) But strong.    

Bored

I’m bored.  Are you? I used to think that those who are bored are spoiled. Way too much free time and unused energy. Africans who wash clothes by hand and Latin Americans who sell trinkets on the streets cannot be bored because fighting to survive is a daily, hourly thing […]

Aging, Cooking and Laughing

Let’s pretend you’re at my place and we can sink, together, onto the old but comfy couch for a whirlwind visit. How has your week been? Mine has been up and down. I got to visit my sister – we talked and shopped and ate out and it was nice. […]

Power in the Plod

Are you chronically bored with life? Does the sameness of your days leave you feeling like you’ve missed your calling, lost your ambition or fallen off of the Life Is Fun ride? I remember a time when I tried out basketball and belly dancing. New friends populated my world. Some […]