And I Prayed: A Woman’s First Time

Somehow, this is different. All week long I’ve been wrestling with why this is different. I have prayed and served communion before in a variety of settings, but somehow I knew today would be different.  Yesterday, as my thoughts swam around what today would hold, I posed the question to my facebook friends: why isContinue reading “And I Prayed: A Woman’s First Time”

psychology notes.: the journey, mary oliver

and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own psychotherapy: One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice—though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried.Continue reading “psychology notes.: the journey, mary oliver”