I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m crying. I’m sorry I can’t hold my tears. They just seem to come out of me and I have no control over them. I’m sorry. Do you have any tissues? I’m sorry I’m crying. I know I should be over this by now. I’m sorry. Women tend to…
Tag: love
I am grief.
Every week, our yoga instructor encourages us to consider choosing a focus for our practice, suggesting such things as joy and calm. This morning one word came to mind and insisted on staying: grief. It is my honor to hear people’s experiences with grief as I visit groups and organizations to talk about my book,…
Love Said
Love said she’d spare us the pain if she could.She would cover us in a protective blanket to keep out the pain and loss, all the suffering the world will bring.She would use her body to shield us if she could, to stop the boulders from rolling over us, to stop the torrential rains from…
I Wear The Mask
I wear the mask as a person of faith, not as a person of politics. I don’t wear it to make some statement or promote an agenda. I don’t wear it to tell you for whom I’m voting, how I “lean,” or whether I prefer blue or red. I don’t wear it to judge you,…
Prayerful Kitchen 