Category: Archives of Old Blogs

“The life unexamined is not worth living.” Socrates I WAS WRONG… …so very wrong.  And I am finally able to admit it to myself…with abandon and without shame.  I know that I won’t stay here forever…but that in order...

IF I COULD PAINT A PICTURE TO HELP MEN UNDERSTAND WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE A WOMAN, THIS IS SOME OF WHAT I WOULD WANT THEM TO SEE, FEEL, LIVE First we deceive ourselves  then we convince ourselves that...

Yesterday I talked about how I’ve been walking with compensations due to my feminine wound…and how that led me into the church.  I explored  how this wound made sense as to why I entered and embraced the Church’s traditional...

A wound to the psyche often causes the same response as a wound to the body: compensation.  For example, if you severely injure an ankle, the connective tissue and fascia in that area will remold around the trauma, trying to...

“The other women said, ‘Think for a moment.  If men were at the bottom and women were the ones in charge, if our theology tended to give us the power and excluded you, if it deified the feminie only,...

Life is funny.  No really it is.  You think you have things figured out, your going down a path that you are finally getting comfortable with and that it looks like the pieces of your life that have been...

HOW DOES THIS RELATE TO PRACTICING JOY?I  realize that while many of you have been reading for a while, some might be new.  Furthermore, as my journey continues, I continue to define what my call is and how this...

“The power to question is the key to all progress in life….. When you question, you get the answers, they may be good,  they may be bad, but either way, they will direct you to something…. The courage to...

Chick-fil-A….what do I say that hasn’t been said already on this topic?  To be honest this is why I have totally checked out of politics in the last 4 years.  I was disillusioned and frustrated after the last election...

“I like to write as if I’m already in the middle of a conversation to a dear friend…” I think the line goes something like this from Kathleen Kelly in You’ve Got Mail.  I couldn’t agree more.  Grant it...