Thanksgiving is here. Some of you may be feeling so grateful for all you have, looking forward to the turkey, the family visiting, the stuffing. You may be delighted that Thanksgiving is starting off a whole holiday season, full of parties to go to and presents to wrap and unwrap. Others of you may be, well, not so much. This article is for you.Read More
For a few months, I have been “pushing through” my to-do list. But that posture is failing me, lately. And what I find is something interesting underneath: Self-acceptance.
I used to make these long to-do lists. When my best friend moved in with me at one point, she had this raggedy notebook she carried around with her from room to room. When I asked her what it was, she answered, My to-do list.
Her to-do list was not a page in a spiral notebook, mind you. It was the whole notebook.
It stressed me out just looking at it.Read More
From John Pavlovitz: "The heart of the bigger table for me, it’s not built on doctrine. It’s built on these four non-negotiables, these four table legs - hospitality, authenticity, diversity, and agenda-free relationships. And that’s the one that most people who grew up in a strong evangelical background have trouble with because the goal was always a relationship to save you or to get you to Jesus.
For me, the table is about being story learners and listening to stories. So there is no expectation that you’re going to convert someone. You just share life with them.
So when people don’t read the book because I’m a pastor or because I’m a Christian, that’s not what this is about. What this is about is when people met Jesus, they left with their dignity intact. If we can’t do that, it’s not about what our doctrine or our theology is. So that’s what the table is to me: You are received as you are."Read More
The most exciting spiritual teachers writing today are reclaiming religious traditions from legalism in favor of a love that can reconnect us with ourselves and with the world around us. It's no surprise that in a society as deeply divided as our current American landscape, spiritual teachers who argue the case for an unruly divine love over self-righteous dogma are met with cautious optimism, great relief and outcries of criticism and heresy. Here are four of the most exciting writers considering spiritual teachings today.Read More
First, the fear.
I’ve been struggling with a project lately, really TRYING to “make it work.” But I’ve been slogged down, not exactly unmotivated, but afraid of failure and equally afraid of success. Paralyzed with fear. When I feel like this, I look to God, to my Higher Power, to my own internal guide. Whatever we call it, it's there, ready to help.Read More
I went to church a couple weeks ago for the first time since the spring and found I couldn’t stop crying. My husband wasn't even with me, so it was just me, crying in the pew by myself, trying to make sure my mascara didn't run. Weird times.
Something about church, and prayer, just showing up, ready and willing, listening for whatever, can bring things to the surface - stuff I didn’t even know was there, don't even know what it is.Read More
When I was 31, I needed to stop drinking. I really, really, really needed to stop drinking.
I was blacking out four times a week. I smelled bad. I had given up on luxuries like sheets or box springs. Instead, I slept wrapped in a blanket on a sweaty, bare mattress like I lived in a flop house.
Only it wasn't a flop house, or at least it didn't look like one on the outside. I lived in a beautiful vintage apartment in Chicago, with dark wood around the windows that looked out on treetops. And I was cute! I was in art school, one of the best graduate schools in the country! I was fancy.Read More
Once again, we open the news and something terrible has happened. A large scale terrible. So, how do we stay in the day, in the world, and not get lost in the news? How can we touch base with goodness so we can have the energy to help anyone, including our own little families, our own selves?Read More
Michelle Tea is a dynamo rockstar who you are either totally amazed by or have never heard of.
She was an early DIY riot-grrl, so it’s not surprising that her approach to God, the Divine, and her spiritual life, has been pretty DIY, too.
Recently, I got the chance to talk to Michelle about her spiritual journey. Here’s what she had to say:Read More
On Monday afternoon, I found myself sitting in my car on the side of the road in Nashville, crying, and wishing I could just spend a few relaxing days in a mental institution. I imagined the green walls soothing me. Someone else picking the tv shows. Me in a chair, not expected to talk. Just eating canned corn and apple sauce and taking a little dixie cup of pills then lying down for a nice long nap.Read More
We disappoint ourselves in two ways. One is the usual small disappointments - failing to follow a new food plan, or a workout schedule. We don’t work hard enough, or we work too much. In these small disappointments we’re basically refusing to accept our own humanity. We want to be perfect and we’re disappointed when we fall short.
But there is another disappointment, when we make truly shocking mistakes born of not knowing ourselves, when we find ourselves to be a surprise, a mystery to ourselves. A bad mystery. And we are scared then, wondering who is doing these things? Is this who I am?Read More
Portland’s Columbia River Gorge is on fire. Hopefully soon, we’ll get some of that rain we’re so famous for, but, still, there will be devastation in the fire’s wake. In times like this, I look to the God of Resiliency.Read More
I’m tired again. My house feels messy. I haven’t even written this week’s to do list and we’re already mid-week. I feel behind, people. And what’s the solution to this muddy underwater feeling? Gratitude. Let’s dig that old tool out of the box: gratitude.Read More
Earlier this week, I fell through a spiritual hole, and found myself emptying the bathroom garbage, thinking, Maybe I won’t go out with my husband tonight, and instead I’ll just stay home and research ways to kill myself.
The bottom had dropped out for me. Maybe you, like me, find yourself falling through a hole sometimes and wonder how exactly do I get out?
Before you start emailing me the suicide hotline number, I need to tell you, this is something I’ve dealt with for a long time – these feelings are familiar to people who have experienced developmental trauma, or the trauma of experiencing addiction. I’m grateful that I’ve learned a lot of strategies to intervene and to help myself reconnect, with God, with people who love me, and with myself.Read More
I heard from a reader who took issue (in a very kind way) with the tone of my writing – she said, basically, that I write as if I have something and you, the reader, have nothing. That I’m going to offer my something to you, and that I’m going to help you. She asked me some really clear questions, from a place of immense generosity, and she also specifically took issue with the idea that I was going to help.
So, I need to apologize.Read More
I’ve felt out on a limb lately. For months now. And it feels good sometimes – exhilarating, but then it feels crushing at other times. You know, for some of us, it feels crushing just to be seen.
I make this mistake and I think I need to get myself together before I can be seen. I need to lose weight, I need to be younger, I need to be smarter, and better read, and have better taste. Really, I just need to BE BETTER.
This feeling that it’s unsafe to show up in the world as I am is a clue that I’m feeling unpresentable before God, too.Read More
Last week, I spent three hours decluttering my bookshelves. I culled four grocery bags of books to sell or donate. Many of the books were arty, french novels or experimental novels from my time in grad school.
It was hard to let go of the arty french novels and keep the more banal novels that I have actually loved. It was hard to let go of something that used to be important to me, but that I never really loved.
When we let go of our old stuff, what are we really letting go of?Read More
It’s hard to be honest, and it’s scary. I don’t want to tell you about my past – the alcoholism, the drug abuse, the self-harm. And worse, you guys. I don’t even know you well enough to tell you all of it. Why would you want to hear it anyway?
And why would I tell?
Why tell these things that make me so remarkably, perfectly, imperfect? Why tell these things that put me right square in the middle of everyone who has ever disappointed themselves – which is to say, everyone?
Why tell the truth, anyway?Read More
I’m going to tell you guys a secret. The weird thing is I often don’t even realize I have this secret. It’s so secret that it’s secret from me.
I make this mistake about God, about life. About the GOOD LIFE.
The first mistake is, I still think if I could only do what God wanted me to do, then I would have no problems and I would do everything right. That I would never be hassled by daily life. That I would always have this amazing customer service experience everywhere I go.
I think IF I WERE DOING LIFE RIGHT, then I would always be energetic, and have lots of extra money. I think all the people in my life would behave just AMAZINGLY and I would not feel the need to sort them out in my head.
I make this mistake and believe that if I was only doing it right, doing life right, then I wouldn’t need God. I think that anytime I need God, it’s because something has GONE WRONG.Read More