It’d hardly been an hour back to work after a three-week hiatus when the first volley came. Continue reading
Yesterday, a bunch of bodies showed up at the Statehouse in Columbia, South Carolina Continue reading
My body failed awfully early in life. Before I was sixteen, I was walking like an 80-year-old woman, unable to navigate stairs or open doors. Continue reading
Have you noticed the way that babies easily fold up their legs in a combination cross-ankled, knees-to-chest “fetal” position? As I’ve been practicing yoga and especially hip-opening positions this spring, I’ve become more and more amazed by babies’ effortless flexibility. Continue reading
As 2014 wanes, I’ve been thinking about 2015, and filling up with aspirations–expectations–that I sort of know will crumble (but still hope they won’t); I’ve been saying that in 2015, I want to “double down on people.” Relationships have been so exhausting the last few months, but part of me knows that a lot of my wellness depends on continuing to interact with people, especially dear loved ones.
I realized that my relationship with God is the same way–though there’re years of history between us, I can’t just depend on that to see me through, I’ve got to continue to prioritize interacting with/time with God. My new internet crush, Katharine Welby, writes about the same kind of thing here.
I’ve come to believe that there are no coincidences in the liturgical calendar.
I awoke early on 22 December, just as light was beginning to streak the sky, having completely forgotten that the night before was the longest span of darkness for the year before and the year to come. Something made me realize it as I came awake in bed, and I hoped it was a sign that light is starting to break into the ice jam of darkness in my own mind, bringing to an end the exhausting and isolating but yearly phase of grey. Continue reading
Psalm 46:1, 10
In a phase of frustration & discouragement, this mantra challenges me to put my trust where I’ve bet my life, in God’s hands.