"God never did give nothing to the Tin Man that he didn't already have." -America Do you ever feel like the Tin Man, on a quest for something you have no clue already exists inside of you? What if the heart you sought beats encased inside your hollow chest? A lifetime of searching outside of …
Bustin a move for Christmas
I'm fighting a head cold but happy. Christmas decor is bustin a move in my home once again. Garlands rockin, Christmas cards talkin, I'm heading into the season in style. Yet this morning I struggled with what to write. Somber moments passed and no thoughts moved within my reach. They seemed to float on by …
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 …
#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 …
Keepers of our Souls
You craft your words to heal our pain Then stir our hearts to live again Through prose, our wings of soul take flight Yet circle back on truth alight Oh keepers of our souls I know That one day in your league I'll go To steady hearts from fear and shame Then faith release to give …
Memoir Check
"God, keep me in reality!" My former Twelve-step sponsor used to pray these words every day. She knew her mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical well-being depended upon staying "denial-free." Also married to a recovering sex addict at the time, I embraced her wisdom and chanted the same mantra in hopes I, too, would retain my …
The Answer
I'm signed up for a working writers' conference this weekend in which I'm suppose to bring a fresh idea for a book. The objective is to storyboard the concept and craft a book proposal. Days pass and here I sit with a bushel of half-finished projects. I cannot justify starting another one. My best friend insists …
The Charade
I am the Wizard of Oz Hiding behind a curtain of my own design Blogs flashing, words splashing Mask of purpose firmly in place All in an attempt to hide my insignificance Sometimes in the midst of self-doubt, I feel like a charlatan. Just as the Wizard of Oz controlled his masterful devices from behind a veil …
“Mary, I miss you.”
I miss my former Twelve-step sponsor. I want to tell her I sang her favorite affirmation on the way to work yesterday, "This is the day the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad," and it worked. I felt my courage return.     I want to tell her that I sing this scripture …
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