I don’t have a son, I have a little boy. Someday I’ll have a son. We’ll talk about father/son things. I’ll say things that I think are funny. He’ll laugh even though they aren’t. Just like he does right now. Except now he thinks they’re funny. Which is a different kind of funny. I don’t […]

Or do we just do evil things? Does the intent matter? Or the consequences? Have you noticed it’s quite natural to vilify those Who don’t believe what you bear in your bones? Who will you bless with this knowledge? Do you feel blessed to be informed? Will you abuse the truth by belittling? Will you trade your […]

A shovel can be used to plant a tree. It can also be used to bury a body. There’s a duplicitous nature to almost everything. It’s good to know this. It’s helpful to remember that we get to choose. We get to choose how we use things. Things like time. Or information. Or our attention. Or […]

You are lovable. I bet you’re even loved. Just the way you are. Not in spite of the brokenness you breathe. You are enough, for right now. Listen. You are enough. Yes, you. Everybody knows it. We’ve tried to tell you. We understand why you sometimes haven’t heard. We understand because we’re worried, too. We […]

  This could be the year you finally choose. Yes, this could be the one. You could do something about it. You don’t have to let it be. You can remember why you started. You can forgive your lack of heart. You can accept it won’t come easy. You can make peace with your control. […]

All I know is what I know. The experience that I talk about as “my life” is so dense it has to be real. There’s so much detail. But it’s the only thing I know so I’m inclined to believe it’s real. I can never know what it’s like to not be me. To see […]

That thing you really think you need? You don’t. You just don’t. That possession. That person. That position. That pleasure. That poison. That point of pride. That prayer. You don’t. It won’t do what you think it will. It’s not capable. It doesn’t wield the right magic. I know it seems like bringing the object […]

Maybe the better question is “why?” Why do I do any of the things that I do? Am I just sashaying through life in a pair of ruby red slippers? (Guys can wear them too…) Does the wind take me or do I actually create my destination? And what about the process of getting wherever […]

You can’t always see it. But it’s always shining. Even at night. To call it moonlight is misleading. The moon merely shares the sun’s spirit for a time. Return it the moon will and must. You can deny the sun with weather. You can slink indoors and draw the shades. You can sleep off the day. You can […]