Love is expensive?

love is expensive

I was reading a post on Facebook by Sharon Astyk (here is her quiet-for-now blog) who used a personal example of a crisis in her life to explain that we really don’t understand our fellow countrymen right now, and we are only just now realizing we have been completely miscommunicating for a long time.  That we need to sit down and really listen to discover how our neighbors see the world because it might be radically different than we do.  In the comments (I know, never read the comments, but her Facebook friends are generally very respectful), someone remarked, “We all desperately want to be “read” by others, and (at least for me) it’s so hard to get past innate self-centeredness and lack of communication skills. And yeah, a neighbor could be all the things we fear. Love is stronger than fear, but is expensive. But why else are we here? We’re all so needy and broken.”  Love is expensive.  Is it? Continue reading “Love is expensive?”

Introverts, parties, and friendship

introverts parties friendship

I consider myself to be an introvert.  This means that I find that social situations drain my energy, whereas staying home alone refills my energy.  That doesn’t mean that I don’t like social situations or seeing my friends, it just means that I need to be emotionally full first.  It is kind of like money.  You earn money, and you spend money.  Introverts earn our “money” through solitude.  Extroverts earn “money” through social activity.  Similarly, our spending habits are opposites.  Introverts spend their “money” through social interactions, whereas extroverts spend their “money” through solitude.  Neither is bad or good, they are just different. Continue reading “Introverts, parties, and friendship”

Mastering strength

mastering strength

Some of us have had hard lives.  Probably even most of us have had hard times in life.  I am willing to bet that everyone has had to face a challenge at some point in their lives.  Some people face more challenges than others, and we call them strong.  The people who have survived challenges that we don’t think we could handle often hold our admiration. Continue reading “Mastering strength”

Astrology as a spiritual toolbox

astrology as a spiritual toolbox

We have all read our horoscope in the newspaper, telling us that as an Aries, we are going to run into conflict with coworkers this month.  Or maybe it says you are a Libra and so you will have to negotiate some important contract this week.  You know what?  That is all baloney.  I do believe in astrology, but not the newspaper kind.  Those are about as accurate as telling your fortune based on your height, or your hair color, or your weight.   Continue reading “Astrology as a spiritual toolbox”

Self care: Who is this person in the mirror

self care person in the mirror

Today I saw myself through a new set of eyes.  I have seen myself many, many times.  After 40 years, I think I am pretty familiar with what I look like.  I have blue, uneven eyes.  My resting face looks like a frown because I have a downturned mouth.  I seem to cock my head ever so slightly to the left, probably because my left shoulder sits higher than my right.  I have strong eyebrows, and my nose looks “perky” because I broke it when I was 12.  I am starting to develop lines across my forehead from furrowing my brow against the sun or while in deep thought. Continue reading “Self care: Who is this person in the mirror”

New Beginnings {Thankful Thursday}

New Beginnings

Some weeks it is really easy to find things to be grateful for.  Other weeks I spend waiting for inspiration to strike with that one Wow! moment that just screams to be shared.  I end up on Wednesday night thinking, ‘I know I have lots to be grateful for, so why can’t I write anything?’  This is one of those latter weeks.  I could ooh and ahh over the beautiful sunsets, or the fact that I have actually been getting enough sleep this week for a change.  I could gush about school being back in session or about more personal things that I’m just not ready to share publicly yet.  So here I am on Wednesday night racking my brain to come up with something to be truly and deeply grateful for. Continue reading “New Beginnings {Thankful Thursday}”

Boundaries, rape culture, and gossip

Boundaries rape culture and gossip

Yesterday I started writing up today’s post.  It was inspired by something that happened to me, and I wanted to discuss it.  But it is a subject I have a very hard time giving a voice to.  So hard of a time, in fact, that when it occurs in my life, I am momentarily paralyzed and left speechless.  This makes it very hard to write a blog post about it, and even harder to stop it from happening in my life. Continue reading “Boundaries, rape culture, and gossip”

Bread and Roses – Poverty as a spiritual disease

bread and roses - poverty as spiritual disease

Poverty sucks. As if we didn’t already know.  Lately, I have started seeing posts (such as from Lifehacker) that help bring awareness to the subtle effects of poverty, and hopefully that will help start to destigmatize those who live in the midst of it. We all say we want to know how to end poverty.  We even have a war on poverty.  But what will it really take to end poverty? Continue reading “Bread and Roses – Poverty as a spiritual disease”

How JOY killed my soul

How JOY killed my soul

What a crazy statement! Joy killed my soul? Not exactly. More precisely, it was JOY that killed my soul. Perhaps I should explain. I have noticed an epidemic of low self-esteem in our society. I believe there are many contributors to this problem, but I want to focus on one that I suspect is very influential. Let me start by saying that I have lots of friends who are religious, and very devout. My brother-in-law is a Lutheran minister, and another friend is a Catholic blogger. They are great people. I am not here to bash on Christianity or religion in general. It is just this one notion that I would like people to rethink.

Impressionable child

When I was a child, my parents took us Continue reading “How JOY killed my soul”