First of all, I’m sorry I missed the session and the chance to start getting to know everyone. I’m looking forward to officially meeting you all and catching up! The primary emotion I felt while watching the session recording was hope. Honestly, I’ve been feeling overwhelmed lately—as I’m sure many of us are. My… Continue reading Hopefully Overwhelmed
What does it mean to follow a different Savior and Lord than the one offered by the Western Church? This question captured my attention because it so aptly summarizes the journey that I have been on over the past few years. It has been an arduous journey despite my firm belief that a grounded faith… Continue reading Lament and Resist
Blog prompt: What anchors keep you centered as the beloved? Hope. Broader perspective. A return to center through intentionally meditating on feeling hopeful, easeful, beloved. And choosing thoughts through the day that support this. See story example below. What happens when you lose sight? It gets dark real quick! Yesterday evening I was sitting… Continue reading Was It A Sign To Remember My Belovedness?
What have I found helpful to keep me centered? Staying centered for me is greatly helped by a trifecta of things that combat the anxiety of caring. The tension that can sometimes creep up on me when I want to see changes sooner than they want to come. When people or situations aren’t changing soon… Continue reading Physical:Social:Spiritual – Practices That Ease the Tension and Bring Me Peace
Our first session came after having given the Ash Wednesday message at our church marking the start of the Lenten season. I don’t know if this was intentional on the part of Jer, Osheta, and the JOH team, but coming out of Ash Wednesday, I unexpectedly felt that my heart and soul were fittingly prepared… Continue reading On the heels of Ash Wednesday…
Yesterday I went on a walk with a friend who had some things on her heart to process. She suggested a walk over meeting for coffee. Quickly into our time together I realized that this was going to be a “workout walk” not a leisurely stroll as we chatted. Multi-tasking was in store: heavy conversation… Continue reading Setting the Pace
Hearing Jer remind us that the road to being an everyday peacemaker is lonely filled me with apprehension and yet as I have reflected on all that was shared last Friday, I have experienced a surge of hope. After spending last Friday with all of you I am overcome with a new sense of hope.… Continue reading A Surge of Hope
I am from cots, beds And starchy white aprons I am from ward 8 Thermometers, bedpans And the wireless in the corner I am from silent looks And pass-it-on clothes I’m from the Lord is my shepherd And Amazing Grace, The Sacred Heart statue And the Angelus at noon. I am from the larks And… Continue reading I am from…
What does it mean to be a reconciling leader? I have asked myself this question throughout this Journey of Hope, and I suspect (hope) I will ask it of myself for the rest of my days. I held this question in mind when I wrote my “I Am From…” poem, and realized that for a… Continue reading Never Alone
There’s a park in my neighborhood. It might not look like much. There’s a playground that’s often covered in graffiti, a half basketball court, and some picnic tables and benches. But this park represents about two decades of prayers, dreaming, community meetings, phone calls, door to door surveys, and letters to City Council. For a… Continue reading Hope Embodied
