I don’t believe that our gifts have an expiry date. Clearly, as we get older, it is more difficult. Sadly, most of us consider the idea of re-engaging our gifts or our passions as impractical. It doesn’t need to be that way!
Narrowing the Lens of Depression
It wasn’t until I was in my 20s that I even realized other people didn’t walk through their days with idle thoughts of darkness and depression, that thoughts of suicide were not part of their mental synopsis.
Gathering the Threads
As she lay dying of breast cancer at the age of 57, my sister made me promise to find her son. She had thought about him for 37 years, crying each November as his birthday neared.
Tarmac Meditations — Lessons I Learned at Marathon Camp
We do not often speak of the Wall, of leg cramps, hunger, rain, or hills in reverent tones. In each of us lives a desire to be challenged, to keep on, to stay in when the road gets hard.
Awkward Beginnings
As blogger Hippy Urban Girl discovers, an awkward beginning does not mean an awkward outcome. Sometimes you just have to take a chance.
Rudy: Learning from Death, Embracing Life
On Sunday morning, I dutifully planted myself on a church pew, cursed the itch of new nylon stockings, and entertained myself with the silent addition of the phrase “under the covers at night” to the ends of hymn titles.
Destiny at Work: Is Falling in Love Chance or Fate?
Are we destined to love the people we love, and be with the people we are with? I wouldn’t have said so but then a series of strange coincidences convinced me otherwise.
The Lovers: Exploring Sacred Sexuality
The archetype of The Lovers as depicted in the Tarot speaks to us of the exchange of life force either between two people or within our selves. This is not only experienced as physical passion fulfilled, but also as spiritual intimacy and engagement.
A House of Our Own
I drove by an old wooden house backed into a rain wet piney wooded hillside. I noticed it had no roof. Just like another place from another time.
To Me, With Love
I’m not against romantic relationships in theory. I just don’t think it’s the be-all and end-all to life. The few relationships I’ve found myself in have all left me feeling…well…not quite me. Like I’m giving up or ignoring something fundamental.