The night before the immersion, I was a nervous wreck. I couldn’t sleep, and I was awake for most of the night staring at my bedroom ceiling. Much of it had to do with the trip itself. I was anxious about my first flight and all of the things that came with it—navigating the airport,… Continue reading An Apology and an Epiphany
Deep breath. This has been a difficult module for me. I see myself as a peacemaker and like to think of myself as someone who sees and appreciates difference and am willing to build bridges. Turns out I am not as good as I thought I was (which really shouldn’t be a surprise). As we’ve… Continue reading A Stumbling Bridge Builder
I’m thinking about the prompt in two ways. What happens to cause me to lose sight of whose and whom I am and what happens when I lose that vision? I lose that vision when I separate myself from people. Sometimes that looks like doomscrolling or looking for all the details about the most recent… Continue reading Fire Extinguishers in a Time of Flood
How have you been described by others? (Lake) 10 years ago, when I worked in Poland, as part of a leadership course, I asked colleagues from across the years to anonymously assess me and my leadership. The most consistent descriptor that came back was calm or a calming presence. They, and colleagues and friends in… Continue reading Scott Rasmussen Pecha Kucha
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…
I am from a faithful Anglican Priest lineage Who married into an equally faithful **“drinking family” (read “Catholic family”) (** Grandma’s quote in the family lore) I am from a family with too many children. I am from hopscotch and foursquare and Jax on the porch. I am from a bedtime routine of “Kiss, Eskimo… Continue reading I Am From…
I can not (yet?) call myself a ‘reconciling leader’. The words stick in my mouth and choke in my throat with their declaration of already being rather than becoming something. However, I can and will declare myself a woman who is becoming a leader in the revolution for peace and reconciliation. As someone who prays… Continue reading a declaration towards reconciliation
Book title: ‘Imagination is Still the Key to Unlock Environmental Crisis’. The above book by Chris Sunderland was a good and a disturbing read. The premise of the author is that unless we can begin to imagine the environment as it could be, then everything remains the same. But if we can imagine it as it… Continue reading Shared imagination
In life there are moments that mark you for a lifetime. It could be a friendship, or death of a close family member, friend or prominant person that you looked up to; or (as in my case) a chance meeting. In February 1986, I was invited by a good friend to visit her church to… Continue reading Chance Meetings
I can’t say anyone has ever asked me about my theology of earth, nor have I intentionally given it much thought. In many ways, it was a subject I shied away from as a teenager, because the teaching I received in church didn’t seem to make much sense! It wasn’t until my mid-thirties that I… Continue reading Learning to see
