Surprisingly Vulnerable

Last evening we attended a conference meeting. In short, I have a level of expectation about these events.  Like the Sunday services of my childhood, where we always sang verses 1,2, & 4 of the hymn, omitting the equally poetic third stanza, to more-assuredly...

Space to Heal

February 17, 2018 Tonight I find myself in Thailand… …on a non-touristy stretch of beach clamoring with village dogs, washed-up jellyfish, and the occasional topless European. For ten years we’ve wrestled our way here, collapsing at a sacred retreat...

Beginning Again

It’s been a few years since I penned my last post here.  There were periods of time over years when I wrote there everyday.  Especially as we picked up our family (then only numbering seven) and moved to China.  Daily my brain and emotions were so thick with...