This year has taken me back to churches more than I would have volunteered to go. As I sat in the funeral of the father of a dear friend under the plaques on the wall of the old colonial church memorializing men lost at sea, men who died at war, and women who played the… Continue reading Routine v Ritual – A Confession
I suspect that the most common barrier to picking up the habit of journaling is the awkwardness of talking out loud (writing) to no-one in particular. It is so easy for me to take for granted the gift that journaling has been in my life. Maybe because it is a gift that is to me… Continue reading Words of Wellness