So often we talk about yesterday. And really, while we can savor the past … or learn from the past … there’s nothing, absolutely nothing, we can do to change the past. And so often we talk about tomorrow. And really, while we can plan or dream or “what if” our way all the way through the next 24 hours, …
In Others’ Words: Strength
I used to hate change. I was all about things staying the same. Me. The people around me. Life in general — and in specific. I’d grit my teeth, close my eyes, dig my heels in … pick your clichéd reaction to change and I did it. Things staying the same seemed safe. I felt safe. I felt strong. It took longer …
In Others’ Words: Stand Up
I took a fall this week. Actually, I face-planted on my blue yoga mat attempting the Crow position. The instructor comforted me by saying she’d done the same thing, calling it “Pecking Crow.” My rendition of the move was more like “Crashing Crow.” And the black and blue bruising on my face attests to the fact that my nose is …
In Others’ Word: Being You
I’m not a woodworker — too afraid of a table saw for that kind of endeavor. Even so, I know that wood has a grain to it. Go against a piece of wood’s natural grain and guess what happens … The wood tears. There have been seasons in my life when I lived against the grain. Circumstances pressured me to act a …