This isn’t a post written in any sort of academic style wherein I cite important sources. It may not be empowering in any way, but it will be truthful. My husband has been gone since Sunday. Away on business. I looked forward to his… Continue Reading “An Early Morning Thought”
A few years ago I was privileged to spend time in the English countryside in the springtime. Honestly, it was like being dropped into a Beatrix Potter story except that she’s from the Lake District, and I was in Devon. If there is a… Continue Reading “Remembering A Life Well-Lived”
We are confronted with myriad images most of which have been airbrushed, altered, sexualized in some way,or tweaked in some way in order to perpetuate a well-crafted cultural “ideal” of beauty. Hollywood and Madison Avenue may be the culprit most of the time, but, historically, this was not always the case. Regardless of who is dictating standards of beauty, what are we to do with the aftermath because it isn’t simply a commercial matter for most of us. It’s personal.
Our lives can be viewed metaphorically as a landscape populated by a thriving city or by ruins. For better or worse, it is up to us to make do with what remains be it clearing away dumped rubbish, repairing old but sound structures, tearing down ruined buildings, or rebuilding boundaries. It is a worthy and necessary endeavor made more meaningful when done in a loving community committed to our success.