Here’s a quote worth thinking about from Parker Palmer’s A Hidden Wholeness: The Journey Toward an Undivided Life (Jossey-Bass, 2004)
“Wholeness does not mean perfection: it means embracing brokenness as an integral part of life. Knowing this gives me hope that human wholeness – mine, yours, ours – need not be a utopian dream, if we can use devastation as a seedbed for new life.”
There’s no denying brokenness. I admit that detecting devastation comes more rapidly to me than envisioning seeds of new life. While I don’t particularly tolerate it–brokenness–well in myself, I have developed an appreciation for its role.
In fact, denying brokenness by reaching into the bag for seeds of new life before the soil of devastation has warmed, may interrupt its very important work in us. Premature “hope,” indiscriminately scattered, may never germinate. Continue reading
When we sustain an injury, a little self-care may be necessary if we’re to return to the game. Consider taking an intentional approach to recovery. (Click here for Part 1 of this two-part post.)
Acknowledge – Be real with ourselves and our situation
Pride is a killer. I hate it when I have to admit that everything’s NOT okay. But sometimes it’s just not. And while our difficulties don’t need to be broadcast to everyone, we need to be willing to tell the truth at least to ourselves. It’s normal and healthy, and in fact good Continue reading
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Pickleball. I started playing two or three years ago at my husband’s urging as a way to get some moderate exercise–and so he would quit nagging me. I figured it had something to do with the comic strip that follows the antics of Earl and Opal Pickles as they learn the ropes of retirement, and while it is popular with the retired set, don’t be fooled by the association. It’s actually a rather rigorous court sport originating in the Northwest, which shouldn’t be played by people with bad knees.
Some sessions result in more-than-moderate exercise. Ergo, six months in, my “all out or get out” approach netted me a severe sprained ankle that sidelined me for the next Continue reading
If you can’t stand messes, if you’re a neat freak or a systems specialist, the idea of resurrection may not set well with you. Apparently in its wake, what ensues is pretty much chaos. Sacred perhaps, but still chaos–then Continue reading
Have you seen this today from CNN?
“Have you seen Bono’s luggage?“
“U2’s Bono was en route to Germany when a door on his private jet fell off midflight, sending his luggage tumbling out.”
Vulnerability is apparently the new power suit. I don’t wear it very well. Everywhere I turn, every expert voice is encouraging vulnerability as the latest leg-up on success. But I’m lousy at it. I’m too well-practiced in image-management for vulnerability to take root quickly or easily–not that it’s quick or easy for anyone remotely human. Our birthright seems to come stock with a self-protection plan. Continue reading
If you’re happy and you know it… Say “Amen”
Clap your hand
Stomp your feet
Much of my life’s energy has been spent on trying to make people happy in one way or another: Continue reading