Monthly Archive: February 2016

Go Gently

Raise your hand if you have never, in your entire life, met someone who has not been physically injured in some way. Ok now, if you raised your hand, call me, I know a good shrink that could help. Seriously. Now that we are clear on the fact that life is full of injury, physical injury at this point, I have a mental exercise for you. I want you to be gross. I can help. Picture in your mind all the types of injuries you have been exposed to. I am the Mom of three mainly grown boys so I...

Imperfection

I’m so psyched today as I have the opportunity to share a favorite quote by William George Jordan who was an American essayist in the late 19th century. “Into the hands of every individual is given a marvelous power for good or evil—the silent, unconscious, unseen influence of his life. This is simply the radiation of what man really is, not what he pretends to be.” The depth of my love for imperfection and imperfect people knows no bounds. I don’t know exactly why, except that there is a connection between imperfection and individual uniqueness. Once you grow up enough...

Affliction

I work at home, and although I am generally a procrastinator extraordinaire, I am always a break-taker. I can most likely find some expert to tell me it’s a great idea too. Today I was on “the facebook” and landed on a page entitled, “Deeply Fucked Up.” I was moved by the emotion expressed there and a little overwhelmed so haven’t looked at all of it yet, FYI. But the first few quotes I read, were expressions of deep, suicidal depression. As it happens, several people in my life have shared with me seasons of suicidal ideation. Not a joke...