Taking Stock

Sometimes you begin something and you aren’t sure why. Sometimes you begin something and you aren’t sure where it will take you. About a year ago, I began blogging. Even though the “why” was elusive, two things prompted me to take the leap. First, I was readying to take a class in the Fall entitled “Journaling as a Spiritual Practice”. I felt prompted to write on a more regular basis to ready for the class. My journaling life, up to that point, had been a sporadic dumping of words at devastating or elated times. The challenge for me was to…

The Art of Baking a Cookie

If you know one thing about me, it is this: I love a cookie. I come by it very naturally as my mom is a lifelong baker. I grew up feasting on pies routinely, munching sweet rolls on special occasions and gobbling up cookies weekly. Mom joyfully baked for bake sales, baklava one of our family’s still talked about triumphs. As a little munchkin, I was often the egg cracker. As I got older, I learned that baking anything well takes great care. Especially a cookie. In my estimation, baking a delicious, chewy cookie is an art form. I never…

Wrinkles

My thirties are winding down. I have one more year in this significant decade, and, in many ways, I don’t want it to end. This is the decade where I’ve woken up to God, where my beliefs have been stretched, where parenting has challenged. This is the decade where I’ve reacquainted myself with who I’ve always been, gently giving myself permission to be this person. I look in the mirror now and see creases forming around my eyes. I notice the deepening lines around my mouth. As aging emerges, I’m in observance of the many creams on the market to…

Empty Jars & Transformation.

I don’t really know how transformation works. It’s a mystery of how time carries and our interiors are rearranged. How one year we have one opinion and a few years later, we are on the other side of the same issue. Or, how we start out stingy never sharing and then become increasingly generous.  I suppose some people don’t really seek after transformation. Or, maybe they look back and see how things are different than they used to be, but they don’t think much of it. For me, transformation is imperative. Growth, shifting, evolving, changing, whatever you want to call…

Waiting in Empty Spaces

I was stopped at a red light a few days back when I spotted a bumper sticker on the back of an AT&T van. It said, “Put your phone down. Keep your eyes on the road. It can wait.” Although this whole message is an imperative one for us in this age of texting,  I found myself honing in on three little words. It. Can. Wait. This is not asked of us too often in 2016. These days, everything is at our fingertips. News. Music downloads. Photos instantly shared. Fast lanes at amusement parks. We can even grab hot soup…