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Unjustified.

I am sharing here an article that I wrote for READY magazine with their permission. I cannot recommend this magazine highly enough and hope that you will click on this link to sign up to receive their quarterly publication via print or download. Start by getting January’s publication entitled, “Shattering the Myths”. I am very honored to be amidst such talented writers. ***** Unjustified    

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So, Unemployed Then.

“So, are you employed?” “Yes. I work about 60 hours a week. I teach my eldest daughter 5th grade, and I am her full-time nurse. I train our service dog. I run a household of four. I am a contracted writer and an amateur painter. I also volunteer my time for a couple of non-profit organizations on an ongoing basis.” Long, drawn out pause. “So, you are unemployed then.” Last night, our family attended my husband’s work holiday party. I appreciate that his company allowed for it to be a […]

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Fear Not.

This week. Oh, my heart. Too much. Too much. Bombings and pain, displaced people, grief and loss, war and terror, fear. My husband was a Television and Radio major in college. He had a professor of media who has had a long and illustrious career in the industry. He shared with his class that the predominant emotion for the highest Nielson ratings or numbers of viewers is FEAR. If it bleeds, it leads. Here is a great article on fear and media, as well as other cited sources for further […]

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'Tis the Season for Compassion

Admittedly, I am a bit embarrassed. It came in the mail, I put in on the counter, and before I knew it, my six-year-old had not only gone through it and circled everything she wanted for Christmas, she had rolled it up and tucked the toy catalog under her pillow. I love this time of year. I do. I enjoy the wonder and the twinkle lights, balsam and cinnamon, comfort and joy, a sense of hope that perhaps goodwill will trump discord. My journey has afforded me some amazing opportunities from a […]

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Corners.

This life I lead the friends I choose we are all on a journey and limp confused. With authority, we pomp opinions, really. My life gives it authenticity. As yours does to you. Our collective voices. What to do? When it clashes. I take your hand, I link my arm in yours. We look to the heavens and call out to the Giver of All Things. His response is “stop wasting time!” You in your corner, I in mine. Time is precious. There is much to do. Get up. Go. Stop spending so […]

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Us.

That video. No warning. Triggers for so  many, many women and girls. Her legs flailing. Her head snaps back. The legs of the chair off the ground. His arm. That body lifter arm. Around her neck. Terror. Sheer terror. And then her voice. The cry of a child wails and dear GOD. My heart. Our hearts. our collective hearts. Break. Into a thousand pieces. That is MY daughter right there! Fiery and sometimes obstinate – sure of herself and unwavering and distrustful at times. That is MY daughter sensing that a male with power is not worthy of it. By GOD, no he is not and what can she do? Really? What are her choices? Put her head down,  not look him in the eye,  refuse to respond,  in guttural response to her  GOD GIVEN INTUITION that yells in her ear –  WATCH OUT. And then it starts –  the insanity. Because that is exactly what it is. Insane. Irrational. Noise. Judgment reigns harsh and prickly –  words on repeat, such as disrespectful, disruptive, deserved, did-you-see-the-other-video? Who are YOU in this scenario? No, seriously. Everyone has a role in this. EVERYONE. So, what’s it going to be? The silent, yet watchful, bystander? The argumentative naysayer? The avoider? Who are YOU? No one is being unfaithful to a profession by calling out the mire and the muck within it. In fact, if we were to truly look at the unfair bias that […]

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Let Me Tell You About Owen

Admittedly, I never knew there was a difference. How could I? Like so many things in life, we do not become knowledgeable until it becomes relevant. I have seen service dogs around the community, and I knew that these dogs are working and not to be acknowledged or approached without consent. I knew about therapy dogs, having enjoyed their company on countless occasions while my daughter inhabited a bed at the Children’s Hospital. Had you asked me the difference among therapy, service, and comfort dogs – I would have been […]

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A Friend is One.

I sat across the table from her. It was a gorgeous summer evening, and yet, the air was heavy. She was not her usual upbeat self, in fact, the deep grief was palpable. She had called me asking if I could meet last minute. I knew, from previous conversations, that this day was coming. As she shared, so vulnerable and honest, we wept together. This began a season of friendship between the two of us in which I had the beautiful privilege of being there for her through one of […]

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A Meme, a Selfie, and a Tweet Walk Into a Bar…

This past weekend, my husband and I instilled something radical into our family life. We reclaimed Sundays. My childhood reflects a time when retail businesses were closed on Sundays. Need a quart of milk? Well, then, wait until Monday my friend. I grew up in the part of the country that is now Silicon Valley. San Jose was the land of fertile soil where we picked peaches in the rows and rows of orchards. In grade school, I was given a Macintosh rainbow icon sticker by a classmate, which I proudly proceeded to adhere to […]

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Keep Your Mouth Shut! Silencing the Voice of Default.

Tomorrow, I am missing out on an event I had been looking forward to attending for MONTHS. My mom’s non-profit, Wellspring, is hosting an intimate one day retreat led by Eugene Peterson. Eugene Peterson is a favorite author – one whose writing has resonated with me and has been an integral part of various stages of my spiritual journey. I no longer live in the area of this event, so it would require an air flight and a caregiver to hang out with my kiddos while I am gone and […]

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