Being Real and Blogging

Why I’m having a hard time with blogging and social media lately . . . Aren’t we all trying to reconcile ourselves on screen and off? Finding the balance of being private and vulnerable. Staying the same and changing (online and off). I’m having a hard time posting lately….I seem to be stuck somewhere between. […]

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When Quiet Becomes Loud

Quiet can be so loud. I wonder if you know this too? Quiet can be so loud. It has been a loud summer in which I’ve had to be quiet. Yes, the kids were all kinds of screams and splashing and swimming and swinging and singing. I tried to take it all in–to savor the […]

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There is Always a Choice

  Have you ever felt so completely stuck? Like you are flat out of options. Like choice is a luxury. Me too . . . (this is a re-post from my Instagram. I wanted to share in this space as I know not everyone is following along everywhere).   There are times in life when we […]

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Free Like the 4th of July

On Change. On what has a hold on us. On Freedom. The 4th of July always makes me feel free. Or, at least, it did. Not so much because I’m free from England (I love England almost as much as I love America). But because it always made me feel like a kid–again. For me, childhood, is the […]

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Expecting Love

To all the lonely hearts. Loneliness doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t matter if you are alone or together. Married or single. Young or old. Today is the day where together is celebrated, a holiday for having someone. If you do not have a “someone,” then I estimate that you probably don’t like this day. Today is a […]

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Your Purpose is a Path

The other day I had the privilege of talking to a group of twenty-somethings. We talked about purpose and calling and destiny and if there is a difference. We talked about our lives being poetry.  Because, after all, isn’t that what we want–for our lives to speak?   I thought I’d share a few things […]

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Joy, Sadness + Spending My Life Sharing Hope

Heaven knew we needed each other. In the 1980’s and the here and now. This is a story, a tribute, a mini-memoir, of my relationship with grandma who spent the last year of her life mentoring me. I feel a cavernous void. An emptiness that could swallow. Friday I rushed to the airport to fly out […]

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