Every morning, I find the need to return to a quiet place. During this undisturbed repose, I write my thoughts until the mental dross floats to the top. Then I skim it off by replacing worthless distractions with positive steps. With the abundance of aspirations I have, these early morning appointments with my Creator and myself …
My Son’s Safari Post
Here's a post for all of you adventure lovers out there. Check out my son's awesome photos from his African Safari on his blog "Chasing Sunsets." http://chasingsunsets34.wordpress.com/2010/11/22/chasing-sunsets-blog-post-3-an-african-safari-in-the-kruger/ Here's an excerpt: "When’s the last time you were charged by a 12 foot tall African Elephant? Ever have a Lion or Hyena cross your path, look you in the eye …
My Kindred Heart
How odd to see a version of yourself walking (or jumping) around in male form. This is the way I feel about my son who is currently working for a small start-up company in Cape Town named Virtual Mobile Technologies, founded by two South African brothers, Wilter and Arno du Toit. As if some serendipitous encounter consumed us—on different continents during …
Divided Heart
Have you ever felt like your life ambitions extend beyond your expiration date? Full days leave little time for working towards those projects you want to finish. Welcome to my world. I pack far too much into every possible moment and often have a difficult time deciding what I want to do the most. It doesn’t …
Letting go…
I've had this poem in my mind for the last week and finally decided to find and post it on http://ontatteredwings.wordpress.com/2010/11/13/letting-go/. I wrote it back in 1998 when I struggled with the ending of a relationship. Yet the poem fits other instances of surrender going on in my life today. I hope someone else out …
Coming to grips with our humanness.
Recently, I awoke with a statement running through my dream, "Coming to grips with our humanness." In the dream, I saw one of my students holding the small green and navy blue airplane he gave to me a couple of weeks ago. The airplane propeller has a rubber band attached and my students love to wind it and then …
We choose our own subjugation.
Why are you not giving yourself permission to live? What is it in you that refuses to pursue your potential? What do you dream of doing that if only________were not in your way, you could? Recently, I pondered these questions while thinking about someone I care about who is fearful of pursuing her dreams. Her situation reminded me of …
This is family. This is church.
In a lower-income neighborhood by the school where I teach is "The Neighborhood Impact House." A local church* provides a cozy family environment with homework help, arts and crafts, music lessons, sports activities, a community garden, and a kid-friendly bible study. Children and youth flock to this home, and I go more for the gifts of …
#59 Weaving Life Stories
I say I trust God, but then I'm all over my unanswered questions like a kitten on a ball of string. Playful, yes, but often obsessive just the same. I want direction presented straight up, but my Creator seems more interested in weaving life stories. Daily, I sift through memories in an attempt to create meaningful prose. In …
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