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Welcome! We’ve come to the edge of a month’s passing and another’s beginning. I love the opportunity of these liminal, edge spaces to pause and notice my soul’s bearings and look for how God showed up in my life. In my monthly-ish email, I offered these questions to reflect on: Where…

There is a word in French that captures the visceral feeling of our communal and individual upheaval as we cope with the pandemic’s presence and other challenges: Bouleversant. It is a topsy-turvy word, one with motion and disorientation embedded in it. I find myself thinking of it often as I encounter…

I lay on the itchy carpet, my knee swiveled across my body and my arms splayed out to either side like a fallen cornstalk. A deep breath found the sharpness of a clenched back muscle and I shivered into the pain. “Feel the feeling.” My right eye trickled, the salt trail…

I cringed involuntarily. The yellow font proclaimed “Soul care is the new self-care!” I follow and frequently hashtag posts on IG with #soulcare, and I did not want it equated with self-care. Chagrined, I realized I still have embedded deeply in my body a wariness, even a rejection, of self-care.  I…

I’m betting that somewhere in your body you feel tension—we all do in some way. I notice mine when the ache is pinching, or it’s hammering into my thoughts. Historically, I didn’t notice it until it couldn’t be ignored. But over the years I’ve learned to scan my body more regularly.…