I’m too old for this, but I still dance in our living room, and the worst part is that I still make my mom watch, like I’m four-and-a-half. “Mom,” I say, “watch what I learned in Argentine Tango class last week,” and I push-lean against a kitchen chair and trace my toes in sultry circlesContinueContinue reading “Feeding thousands/ dancing the tango”
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But, even if He does not…
Every day I’ve been praying my Christmas novena, repeating the words the fifteen times I’m supposed to. I pray it in the kitchen or in church or in bed, on my fingers or my rosary or my bracelet’s beads, praying about the “hour and moment at which the Son of God was born,” and thatContinueContinue reading “But, even if He does not…”
Thanksgiving, Camino, Question marks. #Wonder
Sometimes I try to appeal to an audience, other times it’s just, “Hey, here are my internal, private, vulnerable thoughts that probably don’t relate to you and your current life-situation.” That’s kind of where we are tonight. Also, I think I’m going to steal two of Julia’s images. So I’ll dedicate this to her, justContinueContinue reading “Thanksgiving, Camino, Question marks. #Wonder”
Things that are beautiful.
I had a phenomenal literature teacher in high school, the kind whose words stick with me, daily popping into my thought-pattern. This is grace. He was a pastor in Detroit, “pastor” but not “priest,” FYI; but sometimes he would remind me, (sometimes), that his oldest sister was a nun, and one of his earliest memoriesContinueContinue reading “Things that are beautiful.”
Forever grateful for holy priests
“Can you just remind me about Jesus?” I asked him. I asked because I know he knows Jesus. I know he’s talked to him, heard his words, dropped things and followed. I know he’s deeply familiar with the everlasting love. I know he radiates hope and joy and light, which means he’s given himself awayContinueContinue reading “Forever grateful for holy priests”
Talk to me about: being single
Whoa Nelly! This one is long. Long and full of stuffs. Sheesh. Take it in stride. Pop some popcorn, get a cold drank, and wait for a long and uneventful afternoon. Or just wait for a fluffy post, I guess. If that’s what floats your boat. I’ve been mulling over things in my mind, readingContinueContinue reading “Talk to me about: being single”
Sometimes I don’t excel…and, whatever, man
Sometimes I post pictures of myself playing circus on the interwebs. But, there are other photos I don’t tag or share, and I kind of want to talk about that today. Last Thursday I couldn’t move my arms so well. Want to know why? On last Wednesday, at circus class, I was trying to learnContinueContinue reading “Sometimes I don’t excel…and, whatever, man”
Seeds that one day will grow
Yeah, I’ve got stories to tell you and ideas to share. But, I also have adult things to do like probably buy a new car and maybe a new phone (maybe not. 2004, still a good year) and what not. Anyway, I loved this article today. I loved it so much. Move away from safetyContinueContinue reading “Seeds that one day will grow”
Seven Quick Takes…I think I can!!
— 1 — Guess what I did last night?? PICKED OUT EVERY NOODLE IN A BOX OF MAC-AND-CHEESE OUT OF A BIN OF LAUNDRY. My dad helped me, though. My mother DID NOT. She just stood there and narrated that the pillowcase was a lost cause. Which it was. BUT STILL. — 2 — MyContinueContinue reading “Seven Quick Takes…I think I can!!”
Prodigal Father
What if every morning, in that moment when you’re first aware of yourself and life and breath once more, that very moment is the same moment when God’s heart leaps and He thinks to Himself, with arms outstretched, “Maybe this is the day! Maybe today will be the day she comes back! And I willContinueContinue reading “Prodigal Father”
Seashell Nell 