This Mess is a Place

The plaque on my wall said, “This mess is a place.” It was my reminder to loosen my grip as a woman in control. Allowing for the possibility of a mess, reminded me that my life involved more than a stage for the world to applaud my performance. The mess was evidence...

Afraid but Available

It’s Part 1 of the Christmas story. The angel Gabriel appeared to Mary. This teenaged girl from Nazareth was “greatly troubled.” The angel said, “Do not be afraid.” He then told her that even though she was a virgin, she would bear God’s son. A pregnancy miracle by...

One Weed at a Time

Last year, my yard sprouted some beautiful perennials in various colors and textures. But among the flowers and bushes, dandelions thrived. I spent hours at a time, on my knees, digging out those weeds. My back hurt, my knees were scraped raw and my gardening gloves...

This Mess is a Place

There was a little plaque I used to have on the wall when my kids were little. It said, “This mess is a place.” This was my reminder that I need to loosen my grip on my need to have others think I was a woman in control. Allowing for the possibility of a...