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All that Valentines day has to offer…
Happy Valentines day my lovelies. If you, like me, have spent decades navigating an emotionally (and physically) abusive relationship, today can be really. really. really hard. Today is a day where, in full transparency, we (as humans, not women or men) are supposed to remember the sacrifices of St. Valentine (who was tortured and beheaded
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Are we all truly wanted and loved by God?
A little over a year ago my parents gave each of us a DNA test through Ancestry.com for Christmas. At the time, I wondered, why now? Our family history is mired in secrets and things you just don’t talk about. However, my older brother had a keen desire to know and had long been digging
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Love and healing – Intergenerational Trauma
I met a woman today… it was like looking into a mirror of sorts. A woman that could easily have been me had circumstances worked out differently for either of us. She was younger than me and had lived a vastly different life, but the similarities are still there. Both of us neurodivergent; both with
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Do I have to have a title?
How to title something when I’m not sure exactly what to write…? For weeks now I have had different ideas flitter through my mind like so many dust motes. Light and bright they float through the air space in my brain (as I type that I hear every dumb-blonde joke my Dad ever lobbed my
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Helpless to help… and so, so sad
Come, Holy Spirit, help me to write the words my heart is achingly filled with tonight. The images etched in my mind that hold me back from smiling to my friends or socializing with people whom I care so very deeply for. Why? Lord, oh God, why? If you are reading this, join me in
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The vine… an idea
My dear friends, If you read any of what I write, you know it comes from an inspiration that is beyond me. Tonight an idea crystallized in my mind as a result of attending a presentation intended to help show parents how our Catholic school is preparing our 12 year olds to receive the sacrament
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Face
Face. What is Face? I don’t mean “your” face, the one God graced you with that the world identifies you by. I mean ‘Face’ – the appearance you put on for the world to judge you by. It’s a tricky nuance, yet in many cultures your Face includes all of your outward trappings of wealth
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Backsliding
You know… in my limited experience, Christians get a lot of flak from “non-believers” for their faith in God. Catholics, most especially, for their firm and unquestioned belief that the Holy Eucharist is the Lord Himself, His actual flesh transformed from a simple wafer on the altar. And yet, those who self-identify as decidedly not
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There is no storm bigger than His love for you.
It’s a beautiful, bluebird day. I find myself barefoot, walking slowly up a steep incline on a sandstone butte. The ground is smooth and warm beneath my feet; I’m not on any known path, but yet my feet find their way steadily up an easy flowing route along the hills and swells of the stone.
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Who am I? Who are you? The risky business of identity.
Bear with me here. This will likely be a long-long post, meandering here, fussing about over there, perhaps a bit of swanning hither and thither. I don’t have an ‘argument’ – but I do have a point. It will just take me awhile to work through the thought processes to get there. Let’s talk about