With my hair pulled back in a loosely knotted tie, with my wisps of hair being convinced to fly away from my head, I am six years old. There’s nothing hindering me and my sun-warmed skin. I exist as I did in 1989, carefree, clumsy, and silently taking in the world. Amused with myself and the nature of others;Continue reading “wisps”
Author Archives: Becca Kello
Becca Kello is an Episcopal priest serving the Diocese of Lexington as Canon Missioner, and is passionate about discipleship, community, and justice.
The Intense Sadness of Being Ill
“Any sickness is a loss that you have to grieve. You have lost your health, and while you may heal, you will always have had that sickness. I will always have cancer….just because it’s no longer in my body, doesn’t mean I’m not still dealing with it.” My mom, who is the wisest person IContinue reading “The Intense Sadness of Being Ill”
The Neuroscience of Your Brain on Fiction (New York Times)
psychotherapy: via The New York Times: Amid the squawks and pings of our digital devices, the old-fashioned virtues of reading novels can seem faded, even futile. But new support for the value of fiction is arriving from an unexpected quarter: neuroscience. Brain scans are revealing what happens in our heads when we read a detailedContinue reading “The Neuroscience of Your Brain on Fiction (New York Times)”
Shake My Hand
I’ve had the handshake of a confident 47 year old man since I was 14. I was young and respected the person who advised me that the most important thing to do when meeting someone for the first time is a firm handshake and eye contact, and since that’s mostly true for those native toContinue reading “Shake My Hand”
Thanks to @tberry82 for passing this my way. I love nerds, beer, and Irish jigs. Mostly though, I love how obviously amused he is by this song. (Source: https://www.youtube.com/)
Trusting Our Instincts
“I know that this is an opportunity that is presenting itself now which means on some level I am ready for it. … That’s what it takes. Trust in our truth. Faith in ourselves. And a little bit of surrender.” Tiny Buddha know my brain. Trusting Our Instincts
It’s nice to be loved.
“Ms. Becca?” “Yes?” “Not tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, but the day after THAT….be careful, okay?” “Okay, why do I need to be careful on that day?” “Because I’m going on vacation and I will miss you.”
Separate but Equal
Women’s rights and religion have long been in battle, and it’s not just one religion, sect, or group that has the market on misogyny cornered. In the particular heritage I come from, this has become some what of a landmark issue; a matter of salvation, as it were. By the majority of the people in this sect, it isContinue reading “Separate but Equal”
Sometimes the most prayerful thing I can do is to quietly sit on a rock and be warmed by the sun.
Both
tylerknott: I overheard the manwhisper“I am a lovernot a fighter,”and to myselfI thought,I, am in fact,both.For is it loveat allif it’s not worthfighting for? -Tyler Knott Gregson-
Becca Kello 