“The universe, I’d learned, was never, ever kidding. It would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.” –Cheryl Strayed, author of Wild I love new authors. Some people think I’m crazy for loving them, but I do. I love their wild, unrestrained ambition. I love their foolhardy, overexcited naiveté, their flights of fancy and delusional visions of grandeur.
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Part of the 5-Minute Fridays at Lisa-Jo Baker’s blog: You can belong and not know it. You can not belong, and still, somehow, belong amidst the different and the foreign-to-you. You can wonder if they really believe you when you speak. Because honestly, that lying thing from childhood runs deep. And you know you probably wouldn’t be trusted if they
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Read this morning from an old book I just happened to find in the stacks recently from 1896 called What All the World’s A-Seeking by Ralph Waldo Trine. It’s been published some 50 times over the years and from the first pages, it’s easy to see why. The answer to the mysterious title is: the joy that giving our lives in
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You almost didn’t say anything. (And I wondered if maybe you’ll be sorry you did.) And though Sheri and I both tried to help, we knew it’d just have to be experienced: all things “bad” become good in time when you choose to see the good in them. That’s the “lesson.” But I don’t know if it’s time for it
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