Posts Tagged: storytelling

Happy Samhain! (pt 1)

October 31, 2012

… They were actors, not kids running around without their parents. I realized this when I saw other youth, similarly dressed, running the concession stand. My brother and I texted back and forth a bit: he assured me that he would have come with me, if he were closer. I continued to people watch from my perch on the bench: I saw a friend, dancing close to the stage, and I watched her freedom and ease with envy (yup, I was …

Hurricane Heads up!

October 29, 2012

I have posts I’m rushing to finish before the storm hits my power, but if I don’t make it, I’ll be back when we get power back!   I’ll back post, if I don’t get the posts finished.   In the meantime, check out here  for some awesome thoughts from Seth Godin on change, transformation, and community!

Fear or Love? Which will it be? (pt. 2)

October 26, 2012

This post is a continuation of yesterday’s post. If you missed it, check here to catch up. As my freezing thawed out, I began to choose love and I began to choose myself. bell hooks states it well: “The choice to love is a choice to connect—to find ourselves in the other.” I found myself in several others, who were crucial to this thawing. 1. My Boresha family, who saw my light when I was in the depth of disaster and …

Fear or Love? Which will it be? (pt. 1)

October 25, 2012

This post will take a bit to read. Plan accordingly.   Earlier this week a friend sent me an excerpt from a book. She wrote, “Hey M: God asked me to send the excerpt below to you!” and later, after I had thanked her, “This article popped up and I immediately got the strong feeling that I must send it to you!” The kicker, though, is the one line that leapt out at me, where it was discussing how to …

First Guest Post!

October 24, 2012

  Here’s a teaser:  When Debbie asked  me  to write a guest blog about her and Bones for their anniversary, I was honored.  2 years ago I was in their wedding —and as Debbie has written about  here , at that time, our friendship was at the lowest it had been: as I look back, part of it was a huge lack of communication, both of feelings and of expectations. While I couldn’t have imagined not being in their wedding, I was …