I feel a wave of joy thrilling peace in my chest when I call my sons attention to the chirp of finches outside. Oh, to hear birdsong for the first time through his ears. My son MySon Monsoon Monsoons of joy a tidal of sunshine-- Sweeping overwhelming overpowering— Intruding brightness Reviving warmth Uncouth, ill-mannered— [...]

Get in The Arena: Risking vulnerability through creativity

Last summer, I finally finished the book “Daring Greatly” by Brene Brown. The title, and much of the content of the book, are inspired by an excerpt from a speech by Theodore Roosevelt called Citizenship in a Republic. This well-known section is called “The Man in The Arena”: “It is not the critic who counts; [...]

Lines of living

I love the lines on my face that tell me I have seen and tasted. They betray my poorly-kept secret of laughing too hard and too often— creased by a grief that breaks and rebuilds. My forehead is marked by skepticism and curiosity, guilty of surrendering to wonder and awe— repeatedly. I am not just [...]

No Surprise

October 6th, 2017. Right before the beginning of what has been one of the most painful seasons of my life. Like, it’s given 2007 a run for its money. But that day I scrawled this in my journal and accidentally prophesied to myself– He’s not thrown off by all this. By no means indifferent, but [...]

The Cool Kids

The Cool Kids

  In my teen years, I wanted to be "cool". I wanted to dress the right way, say the right lingo, be with the right people. Being cool meant acceptance, acceptance meant security, security meant not getting pushed around or pushed aside. And hopefully, all of that exhausting work would mean that these people could [...]