Do Something Creative

One of the daily habits I’ve been working to cultivate follows a simple guideline: do something creative every day. At least I thought it was simple until I tried to do it. As happens when establishing any new habit, resistance arose. I needed to find effective ways to move through the blocks if I was going to persist. My creative block spoke in the voice of the Inner Critic, who said, among other things: “You’re not creative.” I spent a length...

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Crush It!

I have a new man in my life. Every time I’m around him I get a little weak in the knees. Literally. I can hardly walk when he’s done with me. And I’d only known him for a few weeks when he confided his secret fantasy to me. Let’s just say it involves a cowboy hat and spurs. Oddly enough my husband introduced me to him, so no need to worry. Matt is the owner of Dynamic Strength and Conditioning, and he’s one of my personal trainers. The first...

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Eeyore State of Mind

While waiting to go to China to bring our daughter home, a woman I hardly knew gave me a stuffed Winnie the Pooh for Keziah. Having Pooh by my side during that long, uncertain wait was a comfort to me. The problem was, I had to hand over the stuffed Pooh when she arrived. (It’s probably more accurate to say that Peter had to wrest Pooh out of my arms to give to our baby.) 13 years later, I still sneak into Keziah’s room now and then to give...

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On Pilgrimage with St. Brigid

I have long been a fan of St. Brigid of Ireland. She may belong to Ireland, but I think of Brigid as my own personal saint. When we built our wood fired brick oven in the back yard, I wrote her name in the concrete, dedicating it to Brigid. She is, after all, the patron saint of the hearth and fire. On the site of St. Brigid’s Cathedral in Kildare, Ireland, you can still see what’s left of the foundation of the fire temple, where her order kept...

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