Training our God-reflexes
This weekend I will be working with Samantha,* a 15 year old, one year out from her ACL repair. ACL, for those who are not sports enthusiasts such as myself, is short for anterior cruciate ligament; it’s a criss-crossed ligament in the knee. It’s become quite prominent in the news because so many young athletes are tearing […]
Marked by Beauty
Imagine, to be marked with such beauty and not even know it…
Order or Organized
Life is cluttered. So much stuff. So little room. In fact, it seems the more room I have the more stuff I fill it with. But where is its place? Where does it belong? On my very diligent days, I tackle a pile or a closet or even a room. “Aha! I will organize you! […]
In Mary, God became flesh (actually)
How soon the Christmas carols that were being piped over speakers and intercoms everywhere are silenced. At the gym yesterday, there was no music. Just the sounds of people doing what they do in the weight room, on the track, in the locker room. I noticed the silence. This is odd because, as my kids will tell you, I […]
Disorder Distracts
I have my moments. When I can operate in the middle of the fray, regardless of the chaos happening around me, just keep piling and not even slow down. But these moments are few. Generally, I need a clean desk. I don’t think this is a compulsive tendency. I think it’s more of a visual […]
Ironing out the wrinkles
I know it’s old fashioned, but I iron. That’s not nearly as old fashioned as the linen napkins I just finished ironing. The Thanksgiving napkins. We’ll probably use them for Christmas, too. They’re special occasion napkins. I realized as I was ironing that I love those linen napkins. They’re each monogrammed with a script “R” […]
Waiting for the Home Bound Train
What kind of a wait-er are you?
Raindrops on the window, have you watched them too?
My 22 year old, bi-lingual daughter wrote me. “Look what was on Twitter: Soy ese 99,9999999999999% que de pequeño se quedaba mirando las gotas de lluvia en el cristal del coche para ver como hacían carreras.” She says, “My translation: I’m one of the 99.9999999999999% who as a child sat looking at the raindrops on the […]
If there’s not time now, there won’t be time then
My name is Wendy and I am a procrastinator. Okay. There. I said it. Now I can analyze why I do this…but I won’t. Because that’s where I have been for years and years. Trying to figure out why I just don’t get to doing so many things that I really WANT to do. Good […]
The Pavlovian ding of my phone
When you hear your phone ding how fast do you look?