Sun, sand, salty air and the sound of waves crashing upon the shore refreshed me; I am grateful for time to rest.
We don’t always know where we are going or where the journey will lead us; thankfully our friends, our pilgrimage companions, are there with encouragement, hope, and love.
Though each of us is unique, we are all of us made in the image of God. May we find the value in each and every person that crosses our path.
There is nothing ordinary about what is happening in Virgina; I pray for God’s grace to give me the courage to stand in love for justice in the face of this evil.
Self-care is more than taking a walk or getting a massage; I'm discovering self-care is more about valuing myself; serving, loving, protecting, nurturing, and giving to myself.
I have been unable to scan my Iceland photos from February; an unbelievable gift from this stud has brought back the thrill of film for me.
The Lord unlocks closed places in my heart; I have courage because He’s with me, I’m secure in His love.
I continue to discover and encounter the feminine face of God; I see how struggle, new life, and the Eucharist are all revealed and made known in my own my life with labor, birth, and nursing.
Tears and anger bubbled out of me as I felt all my feelings; the little girl in me found healing in this moment.
After twelve years of reading and reading No Man Is an Island, I was ready for a new copy; may I learn as much from this powerful text in the next twelve years as I have over the last twelve years.
The Lord is bringing clarity and focus to places in my heart blurred by pain; it is a scary yet empowering process.
As God gently pulls back each layer of my false self; I am slowly beginning to taste and see the beauty of my own soul.
As I spend time alone in solitude and silence, I find I’m more and more comfortable in my skin; I like the woman I am becoming.
I am slowly learning what to hold onto and what to let go of; my hands, days, and heart have been full of good and beautiful things.