I fell asleep this Friday night on my couch with my girl, faithfully choosing to keep me company, laying on the other couch nearby. Couches, in the plural, are nice to have. They’re like rectangle friends scattered throughout the house. I used to have one in my kitchen because I liked the idea of collecting …
I told him that I loved him. Not in an “in love” way but in a way that says I know my heart well and I feel it wanting to learn him, to give and not take, to know if I will love him, to know if he will let me, to know if he …
This week I had something happen, something that felt like a kiss on my forehead from God. A friend reached out to me. She was hurting, she’d made some big mistakes and needed a “safe place” to come and tell the whole sordid mess to. She chose me. I hadn’t seen her or spoken to …
I felt like I “should” be doing something that was more…important; more impressive. Maybe I lacked initiative to really DO something in the world. Maybe I was nothing, could do nothing more important than what I did. Maybe I should be embarrassed. Maybe. But I wasn’t. And sometimes even that bothered me. This is what I …
I wore fear like a muzzle from the time I was a child. I don’t know all the reasons why, really, but I always had a nagging sense of being uninvited. To protect myself, I chose, many times, not to speak. If I didn’t speak, you might not notice me and if you didn’t notice …