Who doesn’t remember the Ugly Duckling story? As I recall, there was a little feathered guy, misplaced at birth by his true mother, but quickly adopted by a loving mother duck. He grew up looking different than the other ducks in his flock for most of his young life. He eventually reached the growth stage...
Tag: Journaling
The Place of NO Fear
There is a lot of scary stuff in this world around us—both genuine and imaginary. The news media picks up a little genuine “scary stuff” and pumps it full of hot air until it’s hard to tell the difference between the two by the time it reaches the airwaves. Then there are the most atrocious...
Into the Forest, Sort Of
Close your eyes (after reading this of course), and imagine yourself standing before a large forest that extends to either side of you as far as you can see. This forest must be “old-world” growth because the trees are huge—as tall as skyscrapers, and you feel so tiny in comparison to them. Here you are,...
Flowing Like a River
We all have difficult times in life—difficult situations, difficult choices, and difficult interactions. Even a river occasionally flows over rocky outcrops and forest debris on its way to the sea. But most importantly, the river keeps flowing to get there. That’s what we do throughout our lives, we keep moving forward, over the obstacles, through...
Coming Back Into Balance
Wellness is a term we use to describe a state of physical, mental, and emotional health. For those who look even deeper into illness causation, we could also include spiritual health in the mix. While there are many definitions of what constitutes health for all those interconnected systems, I lean toward describing an optimum condition...
Lion Prints in the Fresh Snow
“As the morning sun back-lit our tent’s thin canvas shell, we sat shivering together, eyes wide and nerves shattered over the previous night’s ordeal. Hesitant fingers unzipped the tent flap a few inches from the top, but frosty breath blurred my vision as I pushed my forehead through the flimsy opening, hoping to see what...
Marching Forward
March stomped in on worn-out snowshoes in our area amid single-digit temps, creating many long sighs with eyes to the sky, asking, “Is this really necessary?” We in the Midwest aren’t alone in those sentiments or conditions, but we all deal with it the best that we can and keep our lives moving forward, hoping...