Clark Kent. Indiana Jones. William Wallace. These were some of my favorite movie heroes growing up. They were the bravest of men. They faced enormous, sometimes super-human challenges. They overcame. They conquered.
I admired them for their courage. I envied their indomitable will.
I used to believe these men had no fear. How I longed to have no fear.Read More
Have you ever stood in the shadow of a mountain and felt so small? Are there days you feel like David holding a handful of pebbles as Goliath towers in the distance, echoing impossibility and certain defeat?Read More
My favorite thing about growing up in Florida was the time my family spent at the beach. No, I’m not a sun-goddess. My fragile and freckled pale skin has never stood a chance against the intensity of Florida’s sun-saturated sky, but I still love the beach.Read More
I don’t want my kids to be happy. Sounds horrible, I know, but it’s true.Read More
I sat and listened to him fill in the missing puzzle pieces of his life. With each story, a mixture of joy and pain. There is the distinct realization that in every event, every experience, we were missing.Read More
Something speaks to us, beckons us, calls us to leave the place where we call home, to step out into the unkown. We obey. The destination is unclear, uncertain. We take steps in its direction, we calculate the goal, but the outline of this new home seems just out of reach, out of focus against the landscape of the present.Read More
It was a day filled with its usual busyness. I was between clients. I was hurried, trying to check-off one more item on my “to-do” list. It was the last phone call to return. A gentleman answered. The phone call resembled many others, questions, logistics, information.Read More