I invite you to check out my new Elephant Journal article. I'm guessing the themes will see extremely familiar to many of you. Thanks for listening. Stay in touch. Connect. Why I Stopped Reading Minds
My grandparents, George and Mary, who I called "grandpa" and "bubby" my entire life, were my biggest fans. Together, they personified unconditional love. Even when I was young, they respected my opinions, showing patience as I synthesized my world. When I made mistakes, they were quick to forgive. That does not mean they did not acknowledge … Continue reading The Grand Scheme of Things
The mere act of thinking about what I'm thinking about helps me gain perspective, often leading to minor epiphanies on my journey.
I know facing the thing that I feared the most has had a profoundly positive effect on me. The problem is, I wasn't appreciating the depth of the grieving I still experiencing, or respecting its presence.
I'm not writing this post to inspire my friends to remind me that I am loved. I know some of you will reach out and do so. I appreciate how much you care for me.
Sunday night I had dinner with my nephew. He was in town interviewing for a job. Max is thirty or so, married, father to a three-year old son. His wife is due to deliver their second child in July. I have lived with a great deal of shame that for much of my nephew's life, … Continue reading Running in the Family
I don't think my father relished actually being a father. His lack of satisfaction did not manifest itself overtly. He didn't beat me, physically, or emotionally