When I was a young mom with several children, I remember earnestly going to an older mom who looked like she had her act together and asking how she did it. I recall getting a vague blank look in return with the unsatisfactory reply, ” I don’t know. You don’t know! How can you not know? I was being denied. Or at least I thought so at the time. This week, Gary and I will…
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Back in December, I attended a silent retreat. While this was not my first silent retreat, it was my husband Gary’s. I convinced him to join me. I heard much scoffing about going on a silent retreat as a couple, but that did not deter me. I was eager for Gary to experience what I had experienced during my silent retreats. All my prior silent retreats had been held through Catholic centers, and this one…
2 CommentsA Lesson Learned Over 20 Years In the course of my two-decade journey with the Institute for Cultural Communicators, there’s a profound life lesson that has consistently resonated with me. Before speaking to an audience of many or one, I often stop and remind myself, even repeating this saying. I’m eager to share this insight with you, urging you to open yourself to an idea that, while perhaps familiar, may hold more profound significance than…
Leave a CommentBack when my oldest kids were navigating the world of middle school, physical fitness was essential to our education. Soccer matches were a regular affair, and my husband, Gary, often led hikes and runs for those old enough. Meanwhile, I played a role in organizing the annual President’s Physical Fitness test. While some of my children excelled in this physically active environment, others faced challenges. Our family, like any other, showcased diverse builds. One of…
3 CommentsWhen Gary and I decided to travel to our young friend’s wedding in Northern California, I was excited to put some national parks on the must-see list. We enjoyed our time in Oregon, visiting Crater Lake. We even hiked to the base in the cold weather to view the epic blue lake from the rocky shore level. It was a breathtaking time, and I couldn’t get enough of the cerulean lake punctuated by the sole…
Leave a CommentThis is Christ’s body and blood given for you. I serve as a Sunday morning greeter at my local church. This role also involves serving communion, which in our faith expression is served to the congregation as they come up to be served one at a time—a walk-through line. Although I am relatively new at this, as is often the case in volunteer work, being one step ahead in experience puts you in a position…
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