Category: mental health
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The stillness of Holy Week
Sometimes we rush through life so much we forget to be still. The idea of stillness in Holy Week almost seems wrong….
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Is she there yet? Where did she go?
The mistress is on the run! Hurricane Irma is set to begin impacting the U.S. mainland tomorrow by lunchtime. I have deployed to help with the American Red Cross as a Disaster Spritual Care Responder. As I write, I am bunked up (finally after a very long day of travel)…
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When Racial Tension Isn’t the Issue, but Contributes Nonetheless; What Shall I Say?
I cannot respond from any place other than my own. I recognize that I write from privilege and apologize for my ignorance or ineptitude, but silence is worse than the fault of trying imperfectly. The tragic and shocking death of a Virginia reporter and cameraman is rocking the nation this…
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Why I blog
I have been asked before why I blog, but the answer was never as clear as what I heard in a class on Job today; “Sometimes we just need to speak and for just one other person to hear.” That is why I blog, to put my small, lone voice…
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Waiting… hoping…
Grief. Death. Loss. They do funny things. Twisted things. I sit here with my grief in my lap,rocking it. I do not want to hold it,I want to let it go. But if I let it go, will I have let them go too? It feels like this,this bit of…
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Imperfection and M.E…. sharing the TMI at church
I have attended many churches in my life. The moving has created an opportunity to see and experience more fully how people do and see ‘religion’ differently. One aspect never changes though. Perfection. Or rather, expectation of perfection. Whether you attend a service that is dressed to the nines or…
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The answer is… suck it up and drive on
Many a time I am asked, “How do you do it? How do you live with a man, give him your heart and bear him children, all while knowing he may leave for battle and never return?” They even ask, “How does he do it? How does he live with…
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facebook gave me roots
We hear it all the time, “facebook ruined my marriage, my friendship, got me fired…”. Well apart from the fact that a computer program cannot do those things, I am here to say that facebook has done something really good, really true, of value, of moment, in my life. I…
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breathe…..
For Jeannie, and all who live a day of life missing a loved one who has gone on before us. You took that breath last night in awe and wonder at amber moon light.Missing those loved ones now a memory, wondering if connection yet exists. You breathed them back into…
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night carries on
tis three a.m. and me again, yet wandering to your doorthe kettle’s on to sing the song that lets me sleep once more.my mind all wired and tangled up in dreams that cannot bemy pen and cup the tincture sure for whate’er be aillin me. moonlight the witness, the lonely…
Mistress of Divinity 