This practice of sharpening is essentially our search for truth: a truth that will withstand brutal cross-examination. The more self-examination we can bear, the sturdier our own bearing.
This practice of sharpening is essentially our search for truth: a truth that will withstand brutal cross-examination. The more self-examination we can bear, the sturdier our own bearing.
It was a rainy Friday afternoon in January, skating with my family at the local roller rink. When I came to the posters of roller derby, I caught my breath. Could I?
As I hold this light of practicing connection, it’s terrible. I feel the familiar drag of hiding, but also see the spark of something long ago familiar, like a conscience, on the other side.
I was trapped. Trapped by gratitude.
First, make elaborate plans for them. Choose them lovingly from the grocery store, imagining the slow drizzles of herb-infused oil over them. Tell yourself that your children will eat them THIS time, because they’ve never tasted the amazing flavors you’re going to cook into them. At home, shove them under the lettuce in the bottom …
Cleaning out the garage sparks realizations of finding a place, good intentions, and growing up.