Surfacing

As I finish writing in the last couple of blank pages of a lake journal I started in 2015, I find myself deep in contemplation this morning about how much has changed. About how much has stayed the same. About how I have made so much progress, and no progress at all. This journal is… Continue reading Surfacing

The Stories We Tell Ourselves

I've spent a lot of time thinking about stories recently. With their heroes and villains, plot lines and plot twists, stories create meaning and connect us. Stories give us a reason to love, a reason to loathe, and a reason to listen. However, not all stories serve us well. How many times have you gotten… Continue reading The Stories We Tell Ourselves