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Friday, December 22, 2017

Get back at it

I am not sure why I ever stopped writing each week for five minutes. It's been six years since I wrote on this blog and I am glad it is still here. Reading the entries makes me think I could have written them now.
I am not sure why I decided to start writing again. But here I am. Two minutes in.
Why was I waiting? It's like being in confined area, sitting or standing or walking around wondering what's next, not wanting to know but needing to know there is something beyond. The waiting is like winter: dark, calm, quiet and cold.
I am done with winter. I am done with confinement. I am done wondering around in the same cold space. Now is the time for spring.

Friday, December 30, 2011


Open my 2012 to possibility.
 Open my mind to learn.
  Open my door to listen.
   Open my life to His plan.
    Open my eyes to perspective.
     Open my arms to hug.
     Open my ears to input.
     Open my hands to embrace.
    Open my bible to seek the truth in His word.
  Open my mouth to pray.
 Open my words to connect.
Open my thoughts to change.

Follow my journey to be OPEN in 2012 at http://onewordfor2012.blogspot.com/

Friday, December 16, 2011


I enjoy feeling connected. Actually I love it. I long for it. I need it. Somewhere in my DNA God stitched in the connection string.

Feeling connected is having my head, my heart, my body, my spirit, my soul aligned with the people in my life. It means I listen more than I talk. It means I counsel, mentor and guide when asked. It means I help other people make connections, too. 

It means I step back to see the bigger picture and I recognize each individual in it. Seeing the bigger picture helps me make connections that honor people’s skills, talents, and actions. I love seeing those moments come to fruition. I smile when people feel like they can share their knowledge by connecting to another person and it will make a difference.

Instead of boundaries, I see possibilities just beyond the border of what exists today.

We do not live in silos. We do not live alone. Life is a linked web which is stronger because each of us is a part of it; all of us human beings collectively living together.

Connectedness is humanity.

Friday, December 9, 2011


I don’t think of black and white as colors, although technically I guess they are.

I think of color as royal, majestic, playful, fun and sincere, not boring, plain and simple. Purple is my favorite. 
Color balances life. Color brightens life. Color expresses who I am, how I am feeling, and my personality.

Nantucket blue with brown is calm, serene and cozy. It feels grounded.
Lime green with pink is fun, edgy and active. It is very savvy like.
Velvet red is warm, inviting and exciting. It is love.
Burnt orange is safe, trusting and courageous. It is stability.
Mossy green is welcoming, homey and conversational. It is peace.

Nature is filled with wonderful examples of His beauty: 
a delicate rainbow, a rich blanket of grass, a peaceful hillside, an open sunflower, or a fire orange sunset. It screams, "Look at me because in this moment I am beautiful."

I am beautiful. His love and grace color me beautiful.

Friday, December 2, 2011


I never know those moments when I am going to feel tired. It is as if it sneaks up on me. It arrives and I wonder how did that happen?

Am I really tired? Or do I just feel tired?

Perhaps it would be easier if tiredness were more like a sunset where I could watch the colors unfold and the day come to an end in darkness. Then rest.

I could wake the next morning to watch the sunrise with its beauty, stretching as the day comes to life.

I would like to have that renewed feeling every day. Rested. Never tired. Ready for all that life has to offer and seeking the beauty that surrounds me.

And a rainbow every now and then wouldn't hurt. 

Friday, October 14, 2011


I remember playing catch with my dad when I was a kid. We spent hours playing softball because he was my coach. I enjoyed spending time with my dad, as uncoordinated as I was. Perhaps the best gifts he ever gave me were his time and a little bit of coordination, which I learned through hours of catch and throw and hit and run.

All of those years of playing catch taught me about trust, communication, conflict, hard work, and relationships.

My husband catches me. He plays catch with me. I love spending time with him. He catches me off guard from time to time and I lighten up when he laughs. I look forward to the rest of our lives together, without too much hit and run.

I'm not sure I married a man like my dad. But I know both the men in my life catch me.

Catch may be another word for love.

Friday, September 30, 2011

On Friends

I immediately take a mental snapshot of the women in my life I love gathered in one place. Those friendships are love in action.

I hear the laughter, the voices, and the hum of conversation.
I feel the kindness, the patience, and the warmth of unconditional love.
I smell the joy, the beauty, and the determination of strength.
I know the thoughtful, inspiring, and smart foundation of women surrounding us.
I see the smiles, the hugs and the time just zipping by.
I enjoy the funny, silly, and witty moments that remind of us of our younger years.
I taste the familiar, the wonder and the bond of intimacy which connects us.

I breath in these moments which embed deep in my soul. Those moments become part of me.

Friends are amazing gifts from God. Through these women I have learned so much about myself. Each one challenges me to be a better me.

And I am so thankful for the friends He has given me the opportunity to grow, laugh, cry, talk, and share with. It is a richer, fuller, and more complete life with friends who are "sisters".