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The Music Lives On

Today I was standing on my tip toes singing at the top of my lungs.  The sound reverberated and echoed throughout the house.  It was thrilling to my soul and physically invigorating.  I was working hard, because these lungs of mine are a bit out of shape.  It took all the wind I had to fill my lungs and belt the sound from deep inside.  The words to an old gospel song filled our home with music and it made me melt inside. I remembered how much I love singing and playing the piano.  It was a bittersweet moment.  And for just a few minutes I reflected on the memories of making music. 
I am a classically trained musician and for years I made my living teaching and performing. I would never have imagined that I would trade music for another occupation, but I did. I sold my beautiful Yamaha piano 7 years ago, and our family gave up our worldly good in exchange for the road less traveled...literally!  We bought an RV and hit the road with nothing more than faith and dreams in our pockets. …
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Me Too!

Have you seen the hashtag, #metoo?  If you have, then you know these people are being brave enough to share publicly that they have been the victims of sexual abuse.  Good for them I say, because all too often people suffer their abuse in silence.  I applaud the speaking out and up about abuse, because when we do so, the abuser begins to lose their power over us.
Abuse is a real thing.  It is not just sexual, it is verbal, physical, emotional and even religious.  Anytime we believe that we must force our strength, words/opinions and beliefs over someone else, it's abuse.  
Perhaps a more appropriate word for what I have experienced is bruising. I find the deep seated roots of this bruising to go so deep that it almost feels like it's inscribed in my DNA.  Though it is not, I have found the struggle to escape the snares to be real and ongoing.  Those words spoken or actions taken by past abusers can come back in our weakest moments.  They also come at times when we are least e…

Social Media

I've concluded...some days I really don't like social media.There...I said it out loud!!!It already makes me feel better just saying this.It makes my beyond frustrated.I mean, like I have cried, had anxiety attacks and been super frustrated over some things related to this social scene.I admit it.I recently tried two IG Loop Giveaways and it was horrible....and all for getting LIKES!Seriously this stuff is nuts.

I guess this whole social media scene makes me truly understand how anti-social many people really are.I've done all the things you are "supposed" to do...use the right hashtags, the right words, the right filters for pics, the honesty, the vulnerability...being real and being me.I have done everything to be honest and to reach real people but I am finding it's way too much work for the results.And so, it would seem, this world may not be good for me.I hate the sense of competition.I hate that I feel I don't compare.That for some reason, if my phot…

Business and Burdens

Today is one of those days when life has come crashing in all around me.I feel myself sinking beneath the load of frustration, stress and disappointment. I can't win at life from the popularity contest standpoint.For me, I have never been able to break that barrier and it has not really bothered me.Every once in a while, though, I feel the desire to soar and to be the one people talk good about.I'd like to have the world see me for who I am and even more I'd love for every person I know to wear a piece of our jewelry. I'd like the words I write and the pictures I post to get tons of likes...seriously, why else do it, right?!I often don't get the response that I seek and some times it gets the best of me and sends me into a bit of a tizzy.And...if you are honest, you might feel the same way too.Here we are just trying to stand out and make our place in the world.It can be so frustrating!
Hey, I am just being honest.Iengage to be engaged.I reach out to build a new c…

Loving the Life God Gave Us

Godliness with contentment is great gain. (I Timothy 6:6)In other words, the highest, most honorable gain, in this life time, is found in the pursuit of being content with being God-like.Do that and you are a success in God's eyes.Sadly, the messages of contemporary culture, both Christian and secular, are often anything but spiritual.Being successful is defined by all the trappings that come with material pursuits, how fat your bank account is, and who calls you friend.All these things have become synonymous with success and the pursuit of them is tantamount to everything else.Popular cultures often confuses and intertwines these two, but they dare not be joined.The challenge is to live in today's culture without being sucked into this mindset.This has been doubly challenging for Glen and me.It's much easier said than done with mental illness on board and here's why.
Society values performance and perfection over principle, and charisma over character.I know why!Happy …

The Unwelcomed Visitor

He came without an invitation.He had been lurking in the shadows for days.I'd get a glimpse of his face now and then, and wonder why he was hanging around.Often he would retreated to the shadows, I'd breathe a momentary sigh of relief, still wondering when he would make his presence fully known. Today, he finally came and entered without hesitation or warning.I had tried to bolt the door shut, but he managed to push past me.His dreary presence was uncomfortable, his disposition gloomy.He sidled next to me and whispered his intent.My soul shuddered!Not again, "I whispered!"It made no difference.He was here and I had to abide his stay no matter how long the visit. It wasn't a choice I made that beckoned him to come.I had not invited him, nor was I desirous of his visitation.He just came like he always does.He sneaks up on us, often finally making an entrance when least expected.I pondered why and contemplated his persistence.He is relentless.How long would he stay th…

Being Alive is Enough

It has to beacceptable that I'm alive.  Is that not reason to celebrate?  No accomplishments need be attached to it.  One can see the similarities between a salvation which needs not one singular prop and the essence of existing, not striving to substantiate your being alive, you just are.

People move in and out of ages as a routine of living.  Some milestones are achieved and reached with a yawn or pedestrian agenda.  This is not to project a stereotype on humanity.  A simple turning of the head while stepping into the world, reminds us that most do not live surrounded by beds of roses.  There are those who claw and scrape their way through the desert of survival; not one day, not for a season, but for their entire existence.  The honest yet brutal recognition inundates them with the need for endless energy reserves and emotional tanks which presumably never run dry....but they do.  The older you become, the more daunting the journey.  The energy and time you devoted in the beginn…