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What if I set aside instinctual judgments and assumptions about my relationships, choosing instead my most generous interpretation of what is going on?
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How many times during a day or a week do you expect someone else to solve your problem? Or to put it another way: how many times do you feel internally upset or dysregulated and your automatic response is to believe that it’s something or someone else’s fault?
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The stress was overwhelming. But then, for a moment, I remembered to breathe. Abundance. Breathe it in. It’s right there, waiting for me to claim. So do it. Breathe it in. Divine Essence, all around me. Believe. Slow. Move my body in an act of faith. Lungs expand. Fill with abundance. Breathe out blessing. There’s…
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On a day when so many feel much is at stake I pray we remember nothing is truly at stake. The things that matter most persist.
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We usually can’t move to a new thing without leaving something (or many things) behind. Whether it is a physical move of location; changing jobs or vocation; or welcoming or losing a member into a family or community through birth, adoption, marriage, or death. All these things come with gains and loss.
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Maybe I’m strange, but my first inclination when I heard the word was something to do with magic. Mystical. Magical. The words seemed similar enough. While my initial reaction wasn’t one of fear, I also internally thought, nah. That’s fine for you, but I’m not interested. Sounds kind of weird. I had a lot to…
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No matter what I want to build into my life—a workout regime, a writing habit, a parenting shift, marital intimacy—I have to face resistance if I want to embrace that lifestyle or task. But there’s something in me that resists even resistance itself. I have this idolization in the back of my head that somehow…
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I felt my deep longings were seen and voiced by Evans. Also, the limitations of this season of life and our place in the world as women. It was a book that didn’t ask me to do or accomplish anything else in my already full plate. But it did invite me to pause and shift…
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Every time I’d seen this sign for a hike at this campground on previous trips, I’d outright ignored it. Yeah right, I thought. That’ll be a joke. But this time I didn’t go for the view. I was just desperate to be alone.
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Our family was sitting around the dinner table and my five-year-old daughter said, “What’s voting?” Commence civic education lesson one.
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