If a petulant child throws a fit and disrupts the big family dinner, kicking and screaming, breaking dishes and so forth… and the parents pull him aside to discipline him… would you say that the parents are dividing the family…

Throughout my life I have learned the value of setting some things apart as sacred.  As a child in Catholic grade school I was taught reverence around religious places, things, and rituals.  We genuflected toward the altar and tabernacle, for…

I am fascinated by blind spots.  Not the physical inability to see something, but the psychological unconsciousness that holds hostage our shadow sides — the aspects of ourselves we find antithetical to who we consider ourselves to be or how…

Over the past few months part of my prayer time has been spent recognizing the ways God lives in me and the ways I live in God.  What do I mean by that?  Simply put, if God is Love, then…

Yesterday some colleagues and I were sharing our family traditions surrounding the holidays. It was very nice to reflect upon all the little and big things we do to mark this time as extra special. After the sharing concluded I…

The term Advent can be traced back to Latin, and it means “arrival, appearance,” and “to come.” For me, Advent brings to mind the discipline of waiting for that which is on its way. And what exactly are we waiting…

A boundary is something that marks limits and protects. Sometimes it’s a fence around one’s property. Sometimes it’s expressing a firm “no.” Sometimes it’s clarity about trust, or how one expects to be treated. 

I have been reading about boundaries…

As I think of Thanksgiving this year, a lyric from my song “Heaven’s Gonna Heal My Sorrow” comes to mind. That lyric is: “I’ve lived long enough to know, you count your blessings when it hurts.” I think this lesson…

Over the years I, like most people, have had my share of blunders. Some big, some small. There have been conversations wherein as soon as the words were out I wished I could suck them back into my mouth, or…

Earlier this week I read something that basically said who we REALLY are lies somewhere between who OTHERS think we are and who WE think we are.  That got me thinking. 

For part one, “others” involves a wide range. 

There…