About This Blog

No one is chasing after me. I’m chasing after myself. I’m not here to preach, complain, sell you anything or solve your life’s problems. I’m here being me…all of me. Everything is part of my unfinished story. For some crazy reason, in spite of myself, I’m experiencing something profound and completely undeserved. And, I can’t stop thinking about the need to share it all — what I’ve already lived, and what’s yet to come. I hope the story of this journey compels you to chase after yourself and find your place of fulfillment, faith and joy in the craziness. Life is so much more than what others tell you it should be, or needs to be…but only you can find it.

Not Sorry

I always apologize. For everything…seriously…FOR EVERYTHING. Some of the things, I absolutely should apologize for. But I also find myself apologizing…for speaking, for having opinions, for asking questions, for not saying enough, for not fixing something unfixable, for thinking I’m not good enough, for other peoples’ emotions, for my own emotions, for not doing something [...]

Embraced

Embrace is a powerful word. It’s more than a hug. It’s more than a greeting. It creates an image. It prompts action. It evokes deep emotions. Webster’s definition confirms it: To clasp or hold close with the arms, usually as an expression of affection To surround; enclose To twine around Now add the “-ed” to [...]

Blissfully Dependent

Independence. We seek it. We’re recognized for it. We’re even rewarded for it. But why? It starts in school…during parent/teacher conferences we hear phrases like “she’s a independent worker, you should be proud.” And it doesn’t stop there…we even see it in performance reviews at work as a measure of success. And, even in everyday [...]

Beautifully Vulnerable

Fear is a funny thing. It’s not always obvious. It’s horribly uncomfortable. And, it’s often taboo. Relational rejection. There. I said it. That’s my biggest fear. Now it’s out there. It’s ironic really. Ironic because I love being completely open. Ironic because I love the freedom to be real…raw…and human. Ironic because I love seeing [...]

True confessions…

I wrote something on Twitter Sunday night…it said: Something I hate more than seeing people putting others into boxes…people putting themselves in boxes. You are unboxable. I was talking to someone in particular when I said that. I was talking to myself. Reminding myself. Frustrated with myself for not seeing that I’d done it again. [...]