She loves it when the redbuds bloom. Outside the window, far as she could see, was a line of cold, leafless trees. One was always the first to bloom, telling her the others will awaken soon. She loves it when the redbuds bloom. It reminds her that the darkness did not take her; and hard …
Take a Break.
This was my view on my way in to work this morning. It told me even the sun, brilliant as she is, needs to hide sometimes. It doesn’t mean she’s not enough. It doesn’t mean she’s not there. It just means she can’t shine so bright, every day. If the sun needs to withdraw from …
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All We Have is Today
Hug your loved ones Let the little things go Release your resentments and worries Learn to let your feelings flow Don’t hold on to something That you want to say Life can change in an instant All we have is today
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Seeing Sensitivity as a Superpower
Being sensitive in a cruel world is, in itself, an act of courage. -MV “Sensitive” is Not a Bad Word I have been called sensitive at different points in life. It seems to be a running theme. And the only thing that really changed is how I feel about it. I learned to embrace this …
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Run Out
The best advice I can give. Run Out. Run out of excuses. Run out of fear. Run out of pretenses. Run out of patience for people who don’t treat you right. Run out of comfort with things that are smaller than you are. Run out of things that numb your feelings. Run out and find …
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2022.
My New Year’s Resolution: To not relive the same year, over again. I don’t know if it will be “happy,” but by God, it will be new. New standards. New boundaries. New confidence. New patterns. New habits. New rules. New faith. Same me. Same game. New way of playing it. Starting with me. New ways. …
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Rest In Peace
The tragedy about reaching eternity, is the ones you leave behind have to figure it out. All the years you held it together, held us in your hands, and you never let us go. And now, we can’t give you even the kindness of letting you Rest In Peace. It feels selfish, like when I …
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“Normal”
The fact that I suffer is probably normal. How long I like to suffer is probably not.
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Through the Motions
I think sometimes we love someone so much because of who they were. And sometimes, we love someone so much because of who we were when we were with them. And if you have to say goodbye, it feels like you’re saying goodbye to your favorite version of you, too. We moved around a lot, …
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Eggs and Ketchup
I think that’s why life is hard. When someone dies, What are we supposed to do with all the love we have for them? Are we supposed to forget it, stow it away, in the deepest part of the sea? Or are we supposed to express it; let it be free? It comes out of …
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Towards the Sun
To my Sunflowers, It’s not the first time I receive a song, just at the right time, with just the right message, to get me through a tough time. This one, came to me through my children, as is frequently the case nowadays. They picked a favorite movie, and in it, I found this amazing …
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Trees
For you, like the tree, are in a constant and beautiful state of being and becoming. Being totally, wonderfully, you. And yet, constantly becoming, transforming, and growing.
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The Winds of Nothing
I find myself in the middle of a certain season, and looking back, I can’t place exactly when the wind starting blowing. I know that I had a good stretch of nothing- nothing went wrong. Weekends were spent doing nothing. Nothing really to worry about. But my anxious mind can’t let good be good enough. …
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Timing
Isn’t life funny sometimes? Tonight, I gave the best budget workshop of my career, at a higher level than I ever have, better than I ever have, and in a place that really needed it. I also never wanted to do it. I used to do this sort of thing, for a bigger company, for …
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Failing Big, Learning Bigger, and Rising Again.
How failure taught me to live and work without fear, who exactly I was, and how I learned to love myself again. Experience teaches; and good or bad, it’s all experience.
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Glimmers
When I started this website ten years ago, I called it “Glimmers”. Let me tell you why that made sense. Because at twenty-something, I could only see glimmers of truth. We did so much to keep ourselves busy, to distract ourselves. We stayed so busy, it drowned out most of reality, most of the truth. …
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Broken Vessels
We are all created for a purpose. Our imperfections make us even better suited to serve it. I see the beauty of life, in a mug.
