reframing femininity
My prayer candle, lit weeks ago at the start of advent, flickers in the darkness of the early morning. My breathing is slow and steady and my favorite blanket feels particularly soft and warm tucked around me. Today I am choosing to push the check list and tasks to the side and let myself just…
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The angels broke into the atmosphere, announcing good news that seemed too late. But, they broke in anyway….
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To be present is one of the greatest gifts that you can offer those around you, not to be consumed with the busyness of our lives, but to choose courage and stay alive to feel all that we are feeling.
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As I decorated for Christmas this year, I cleaned and put up the lights, mason jars of holly and frosted tree branches thinking about the juxtaposition of all the places my heart could choose to land.
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When a person experiences trauma, parts of the heart feel ripped loose, shattered, and blotted out.
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If I were asked to pick a single image that captures my heart concerning Christmas, I would pick a scene from one of my earliest holidays—you know, something that really set the tone for how I’ve held Christmas throughout my life.
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It is late and my house is quiet. The lights on the Christmas tree give the only glow to the room. Christmas Eve is only a few hours away.
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It is the season of lights.
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I have to confess that the holiday-version of me is intense.
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We arrived a bit late for dinner at the Naples Ritz- Carlton ballroom for a Serge Missions Fundraiser.
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