There are people in your life
you just met.
There are people in your life
that seem to have always been.
Continue readingPractice makes us…us
Anything in life takes consistent practice.
Continue readingLet the Quiet Come
Be nice for the sake of being nice
Years ago, I had a journey of self-discovery. At the end (or I should say middle because that’s an ongoing road), I slapped some labels on myself. At first, I found the labels to be a comfort. There was a reason why I acted the way I did. In the words of Jessica Rabbit, “I’m just drawn that way.” In my elation for explanation I overshared my conclusions. But over time, I have grown quiet about my labels. Not because I am ashamed, but because of the reaction I have learned comes from finding out what makes me tick.
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What I want this year
Let me start off by saying, gifts – receiving and giving is my love language. A sincere gift is how I express love and receiving a thoughtful gift is how I feel loved. I love opening presents. I love watching others open presents. So, that should make what I’m about to share even more powerful. I don’t want anything this year for Christmas.
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The otiose motivating force known as guilt
She used the harshest words she could think of against me. “Isn’t it our responsibility?” She asked.
I didn’t argue. “Yes, it is our responsibility to set an example.”
She thought she won until I continued. “But I’m still not going to do it.”
A few more choice words to put me in my place. The truth was though, that by this point of the conversation, there was no way I was going to agree to the action she demanded. Mostly because of her tactics. I have come to believe that guilt is not a sustainable motivating factor and I refuse to succumb to action because of it.
Continue readingSpend a Moment
Spend a moment,
writing it down
because you will forget –
thoughts don’t hang around.
Continue readingMy Faith Garden
I do not have a green thumb. I don’t even have a plastic one. Seriously, I have a vase with fake flowers that I have knocked over so many times one blossom now sits at a perpetual 90 degree angle. So, my expertise in gardening is lacking somewhat. But I do have what I call a faith garden that I’d like to tell you about.
Stick with me on this analogy and I hope it will all come together.
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