Simple Solace 2019. I can feel my breath going deep and big and the stress draining out of my system. I hope you can find some solace as we move towards spring!
I love my coffee shop! Not only do they serve Stumptown coffee but they sell books too. Some of the books in the shop are bought straight out of Publisher’s Weekly. Others are bought from customers and then sold again at a great discount. (Don’t you think Stumptown owes me for the shout-out?) One of […]
Many years ago I enrolled in a masters degree program at Creighton University in Omaha, NE. I was a minister in a medium to large church in Iowa. I was also coming undone. In those days I didn’t know why I was so anxious and depressed. I just knew I was having panic attacks and […]
There’s a camellia just out our front door. That’s on purpose. One of my most pleasant memories as a child is stepping out the front door and staring at the beautiful red flowers on the camellia bush. There was something soothing and peaceful about the blossoms that calmed my tender, young, damaged soul. By this […]
After the car accident, there is a second reason I have PTSD. This one should strike a nerve mainly for the females who may happen to read this. Graphic terms are used that may trouble some of you. After 2 earned degrees and 18 years in ministry I crashed and broke apart. I went back […]
I had a terrible time sleeping last night. It wasn’t that I kept waking up. It was that I never really got to sleep. This morning I laid on the couch and couldn’t even nap! That’s a crisis! I have chills and hot flashes, brain zaps, dizziness, a little nausea, and a really hard time […]
Pip preferred to lead but if Hunter got out of hand, Pip would herd him back to us. This photo is from Alaska, January 2, 2019.
Supermarkets are one of the places that those who struggle with PTSD avoid as much as possible. Every now-and-then, though, it can’t be avoided. <deep sigh> Today was one of those days. I had to go and pick up some medication and while I was at it I needed to pick up a few other […]
Hunter pretends he doesn’t like the groomer. As soon as we turn into the parking lot, he sits up alert and begins to shiver. When I open the back door, he doesn’t hop right out eager to go. In fact, he sorta crawls out and then, like a shot he heads for the grassy area […]
As I have said, I am a mystic. I have spent years as a spiritual director. But students and faculty alike have not been fond of my direction. At some point they ask me to teach them how to contemplate. Contemplation as different from meditation. Usually their request is connected with some understanding of the […]