With Love… L.A.

To write around the things I cannot speak.
To frame the house of my humanity.
To put the roof back on my soul. 

Beautiful Boy…

I will tell him in time, in bite-size packages about abuse, vulnerability, brokenness, and power. A powerful person himself, he must learn to wield his power well.

Dear Courageous Creatures…

I was nervous to meet you. Nervous not to be enough. I was afraid to be, to bring my body not just my soul to you. And there you were – althogther lovely and smashing.

The Man, The Morning & The Mourning

I too hunger for justice, truth and hope.

If you need me, you will find me in a secret and sacred place.

With an upturned chin to Him who is Justice, Truth, and Hope.

The coffee is hot.
The candles are lit.

The flame is small but bright enough to illuminate the way.

My way.

“Moving To Mend”

I am coming to The Courage Conference in October 2018 to share with you how to use “Motion as Lotion,” how to remove the residue of ruin, and how to thaw the frozen bits. I come to you with years of not only professional, but personal experience, cradled in still aching arms. 

A “Wrong” Sum…

“A (wrong) sum can be put right: but only by going back til you find the error and working it afresh from that point, never by simply going on. Evil can be undone, but it cannot ‘develop’ into good. Time does not heal it. The spell must be unwound, bit by bit, ‘with backward mutters of dissevering power.” – CS Lewis

Do The Next Thing

On days when I am drenched in the trench… when the rain of ruin runs freely through the guts and gutters of life, I ascribe to the gospel of “Do The Next Thing.”

Wash the sheets, feed the children, walk the dog, mop the floor.

There is much mercy in the mundane.

In Praise of Him…

Love never stops wanting what is or what would have been best for the beloved… I love him deep.