A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
It's so hot. We're all tired. Our bodies are revolting. We've had better days. My mom has a horrible cough and woke up really hot this morning, so she went to the doctor, got medicine and did not walk today. (She's feeling better!) I've got a cold or allergies, so my face is full of… Continue reading Making Our Way
I haven't slept well for the past several months. I've blamed it on a variety of things but could never really pinpoint the issue. The last few nights have been hard with sleep, but once again I attributed it to the snorers or the jet lag. However, last night I began to face the truth… Continue reading I Can Do Hard Things
As we started walking today I thought about all the shells and yellow arrows that mark our way. All you have to do is follow the arrows and you'll go the right way. I was miffed at first. Why can't we get such a direct path in life? I was told the Camino is a… Continue reading The Road Seen, Then Not Seen
About a year ago I saw a post about a United Methodist clergy pilgrimage to Spain to walk a portion of the Camino de Santiago. I wanted to go but there were two major obstacles: I’m not clergy. I was leaving one job without another one lined up yet and I was fairly certain I… Continue reading Why I’m Walking the Camino
While talking with my colleague the topic of grief came up. She mentioned how a mutual acquaintance once said something to the effect of, “one grief story is one grief story.” In other words, no two are alike. I agree, but it also highlights the loneliness of grief. No one, anywhere, can understand exactly what… Continue reading A Beautiful Life
From an early age most of us are asked the question: what do you want to be when you grow up? The implication (and pressure!) from this question is that you need to “be” something when you grow up, that whoever or whatever you are right now isn’t the point. The point is what you… Continue reading Purpose
The last few days I’ve felt off. There’s this feeling I get when I’m anxious, worried, stressed. I can feel it in my head – a headache, sort of. Everything feels slightly out of place. I’m jittery. I need to focus but I can’t focus on anything. I’m antsy. Sometimes when I feel this way… Continue reading Caught Off Guard (Again)
Last week Jan Richardson shared a workshop on her Facebook page that looked interesting to me. It was about the discernment process one might take when deciding whether or not to write a book. It was hosted by Bookwifery. I knew there was potential for some uncomfortable moments since her whole concept is based on… Continue reading A New Metaphor
I couldn’t have said this a year ago, but after paying close attention to my grief – not rushing through but really sitting with it – I’ve discovered that my capacity for joy has increased. I notice the little things. I find excitement in mundane tasks. Joy seems to be more present. Last week I… Continue reading Unlikely Companions
The other morning when I left the house for work I could barely see a few car lengths in front of me. In places where I can normally see about a quarter mile in the distance, were blocked by a huge cloud that had settled down on the city. Although fog doesn’t provide particularly safe… Continue reading Fog
Anne Brock 