A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
I met him when he was in elementary school. His parents were very excited about the youth program I was leading and couldn’t wait for him to join in on all the fun. The summer before he started sixth grade, I went to his house to learn more about him – what he enjoys, what… Continue reading New Dreams: T’s Quilt
On Sunday I visited a new church (to me) to hear their new pastor preach. Her husband led our Camino trip and in his unbiased opinion he told me she is a really good preacher. I listened to her first sermon online and decided I needed to go hear her in person. She’s doing a… Continue reading Letting Go
These moments are everywhere – every moment, really, is a moment of grace. None of this is deserved. Yes, I’ve worked for what I have. But, do I deserve anymore than the next person? No. Yes, I’ve tried to cultivate meaningful relationships. But, I do deserve loving people in my life more than someone else?… Continue reading Moments of Grace
When I met with my therapist yesterday we talked a little bit about my dreams. After sharing a few with her, I realized that perhaps my dream life was a bit unusual, maybe more active than most? I don’t know. You tell me… I remember a lot of my dreams – many times because they… Continue reading Dreams
Jan Richardson’s blessings for Holy Week and Easter on are really speaking to me. I read one and immediately come across a stanza or two that I have to write in my journal to save for later. She’s given me a lot to ponder over the last few days. Here’s a bit from the one… Continue reading Living
Today feels new for many reasons – First of all, yesterday I felt horrible. I ended up in my pajamas all day, which rarely happens. I woke up this morning feeling so much better, plus the sun is shining, which always helps. I’m grateful the sun set yesterday which provided an opportunity for the sun… Continue reading New
At the start of my sabbatical last fall, we went to Boston with two of our friends. When we arrived, they pulled out a gift bag for me. I didn’t realize there was such a thing as a sabbatical present! Apparently, Meg was the only one aware of it, because aside from the gift of… Continue reading Journal
Betrayal, broken, incapable, weak, insufficient – these are all words I’ve associated with my body in the last two months. I see other women all around me – on TV, in the store, at church, in my home – all these women have bodies who are capable of creating another human being. Mine is not… Continue reading Body
I know being outside breathing in fresh air, feeling the sun on my face and moving my feet at whatever pace feels right is all good for me. However, ever since I ditched the ear buds on my walks, my thoughts are much more intrusive than I’d prefer. Many times I end up crying while… Continue reading Heart
Two days ago I decided to make another batch of butternut squash soup. The batch I made two weeks ago was really good and although the weather doesn’t suggest it’s time for soup, the leaves and calendar do, so I wanted more. Peeling and cutting squash is the worst part of the whole process. It’s… Continue reading Cut
Anne Brock 