I sat in the very last row of our 1989 suburban and I could feel my cheeks growing pink and warm. We drove around another curve after I had just unloaded my perspective about what felt like an urgent issue. A moment later, I remember my dad’s dismissive words so clearly: “She’s having another one of ...
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No, It’s Not Bad {On Shame and Big Feelings}
I sat in the very last row of our 1989 suburban and I could feel my cheeks growing pink and warm. We drove around another curve after I had just unloaded my perspective about what felt like an urgent issue. A moment later, I remember my dad’s dismissive words so clearly: “She’s having another one of ...
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Let Yourself Rest at the Table {Contributing at The Glorious Table}
I’ll admit it: I’ve coveted the ease with which others throw parties. I’ve wondered how some people--some women--seem to keep their wits about them when they have a hundred things going on and people visiting and they seem so calm (we don’t need to mention the times when I try to cook while having a ...
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When What You Have to Give is Small but Valuable
Back in the day, I went to business school. It’s hard to picture it now, because most ideas capturing my interest have to do with people, spirituality, psychology and growth. It’s not that business isn’t important or necessary; it’s just not what lights my fire.But, I digress.When I was in business ...
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Defined by Our Focus {Not Our Lack}
"The car goes where the eyes go." -Garth SteinEvery once in awhile, I read a book and the words stick with me long after. “The Art of Racing In the Rain” by Garth Stein was one of those books and the quote above is from that literary gem. If you haven’t read it, do yourself a favor and ...
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The Honor of Holding a Story
Sometimes I see it clearly. My job, if it’s nothing else, is to hold the stories of people. I didn’t always realize (although maybe I should’ve) that stories are my jam. I should’ve known because I’m such a book nerd. I love fiction and non-fiction and all the stories. I’m also an existentialist and ...
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