This evening I watched "Our Town" with my parents.  It was nostalgic for us all since everyone in every generation seems to study it in school.  To teenagers, it is a rather uninteresting day-to-day with a surprise ending about appreciating life; to adults, it's a universal experience of life across America, across time, and a gentle reminder from ( Read more... )

Love is a decision and an action, not just a feeling.

Trust is a skill to be developed, not just a feeling.

Faith is a plant to be nurtured, not just a feeling.

But treasure their accompanying feelings when you have them,

because the memory of them will strengthen your resolve.

If I am given something of value, must I then accept everything from that source?  I have thought it's either all or nothing.  Again.  In many areas of my life I struggle with "all or nothing" thinking, which could potentially be a beneficial thing when it comes to being "all in" and really making a commitment.  On the other hand, I now have a more ( Read more... )

The time has come I need to admit to myself that I will not grow out of the kind of brain I have.  Some behaviors can be changed or habituated in good ways.  The thing is - I need to make decisions about my life now, and that involves very honest self-examination about what my body and mind and spirit are suited for.  Just because I can't do the ( Read more... )

True Resolve Under Severe Testing

False Evidence Appearing Real

I understand the "False Evidence Appearing Real."

That one I have lived.

But this meaning of "trust" is very hard.

All my life I thought trust was a feeling that you

work very hard to find in life, but in a sort of passive

way and with a lot of skepticism along the way in order

to ( Read more... )

Slowly, lentement, I am learning about Lent.

Lento, lenta, largo.

I used to love it when I participated in it as just a discipline.

It made me feel strong - even powerful.

But I knew I was not doing a "real" Lent.

I couldn't.

Lent was something spiritual.

Lent was something for people who had a strong relationship with God.

For me Lent was a vague ( Read more... )

Difficulty in valuing the everyday/ mundane/ simple ( Read more... )

It was about five years ago (maybe 4?) that I fell into the gaping pothole at the library that is Chesterton ( Read more... )

I can't figure out my role in the path toward acheivement of the so-called mundane acts of heroism that I idealize. I've come to believe in my premature aging that I cannot possibly do many of these things. The great trouble of letting go of Big Hero Dreams is the fall after letting go. You fall and fall, and you never seem to land. It's like ( Read more... )

What do you do when at a crossroads? Most of my life I have picked the more difficult path, perhaps out of innocence, perhaps out of ignorance, but always with curiousity. Yet here I am this time, trying to pick an easier one - one that is not clear-cut or maybe not even yet in existance. I suppose I'm at a crossroads where no roads are in sight ( Read more... )