Welcome to my new website! It seems appropriate to launch during Advent (the season in which we await the Christ child’s birth), as this is a long-awaited birth for me. To get us started, I want to give you a flavor of this site by telling you about a disaster of a daily life experience I had a couple weeks ago…and the treasure of transformation found within it.
November, for all intents and purposes, is our national invitation to gratitude month. Schools promote, pastors sermonize it and commercials monetize it.
But I sit here wondering: are you able to engage it? Is all of that push for gratitude working any good inside of you?
From personal difficulty, painful loss, maybe political upsets, there are many people who are struggling to engage in gratitude. Can I let you in on a little secret? Back when that “write down your gratitude” stuff started up and was all the rage, I felt like it was a call to put a dress on a piece of sh…errrr, feces. My life was so hard in so many categories and trying to be thankful felt like kindergarten stuff. Please, I have better things to do than think about unicorns and rainbows. I am pretty sure I had that actually thought; I am certain I had that sarcastic tone.
Sometimes the best and most life-giving thing is to be wrong.
That click-bait title totally got you, right? Experimenting, I think I’ve #nailedit. So anyways…
Eleven years ago I needed to get away. Get away from the noise, from busyness of life, from opinions, and everyday clamor that left me feeling overwhelmed and losing my center. I needed to reclaim my soul. Without any experience or knowledge (like ANY) I decided to take a 3-day solitude retreat at a retreat center near my home run by Catholic nuns.