“We” is the Key

Don't work hard so others see and applaud you, bust your butt to see and care for others. For over a month, I've been doing my best to get an online yoga teaching "studio" going with no success. Oddly, though, I haven't been all that troubled. I say "oddly" because in years past I would have … Continue reading “We” is the Key

Love Leaves a Mark

Every morning as Lisa goes to work, we kiss to “start” our day. And, the next time I see my reflection, my lips will typically be glittery from her sparkling amazingness (like in the pic). It might be her lip gloss … but, I’m sticking with her being amazing. 😉 Isn’t that how it works, … Continue reading Love Leaves a Mark

How a Log and Stranger Reminded Me Life is a Team Sport

This log, and a stranger, reminded me life is a team sport. Lisa and I were partway into a hike when we came to this stream. Skeptically, I gazed at it thinking: I don’t think I have the balance to walk across this without falling into the water and getting hurt. As I doubtfully looked … Continue reading How a Log and Stranger Reminded Me Life is a Team Sport

My Disability and Unexpected Healing

Perhaps the worst part of being disabled is how it separates and ostracizes me from others. Imagine having no depth perception or peripheral vision—and because of that being unable to drive, having difficulty walking on uneven terrain (like beaches and trails), having a real tough time navigating cities and crowds, and being much slower at … Continue reading My Disability and Unexpected Healing

Love is Messy: Getting Uncomfortable to Get “Fit”

You know how we regularly struggle and sweat to get physically fit? Increasingly, it seems to me the same is true for relational “fitness” … and might even be a key to healing our political, racial, and other divides. In other words: Real love is messy. It embraces uncomfortableness by courageously choosing to vulnerably share our scary stuff, … Continue reading Love is Messy: Getting Uncomfortable to Get “Fit”

Flourishing Through Life’s Hardships

I was lost, lonely, empty, and confused for a stretch of time during, and after my second divorce. I didn’t know why she’d picked that path, and couldn’t make sense of it. Reflecting deeply on my part and how I could learn and grow from it, though, was what brought me back to “life”, so … Continue reading Flourishing Through Life’s Hardships

Vulnerability is the New Strength

For years I hurt my family, friends, and self by being solely the strong, silent type. You see, I bought into the notions that silence was strength, vulnerability was weakness, and control was power. Now, though, I believe: Sharing is strength, vulnerability is courageous, and open-heartedness is power. Why? While there are a number of reasons, Jesus … Continue reading Vulnerability is the New Strength

From Finger-Pointing and Fighting to Forgiving

What would the world look like if we switched from finger-pointing and fighting to forgiving? What would change in your life? Honestly, many of the most debilitating and painful moments in my life came when I didn’t forgive someone (or myself), or when I authentically asked for, yet didn’t receive it. Desmond Tutu titled a book No … Continue reading From Finger-Pointing and Fighting to Forgiving

Sharing Our Shame Stories

I can’t believe how “blind” I was. Which I think is hilarious to say metaphorically when I’m literally 50% blind! 🤣Cracking myself up aside though, picture this: After spending 90 minutes of my workday unsuccessfully trying to get our ice machine to work again, I started cooking us dinner at 5pm. I’d looked over the recipe, … Continue reading Sharing Our Shame Stories

Being Here, Now, with Hearts Full of Love

I've been feeling unusually stressed lately. In exploring "why", two root causes revealed themselves. With several literal stacks of books to read for my doctorate project, looming papers to write, trying/struggling to teach more yoga, wanting to plan in-person events for my book (once we're allowed again), and more, future tripping is a prime culprit. When … Continue reading Being Here, Now, with Hearts Full of Love