As I put together a couple of teachings recently, I found myself digging through all the stashes of books and notebooks and notecards and articles and general paper hording that comes with being me. Off the top of my head, there are at least 15 places around the house where you will find my junk…
I have an internal clock that wakes me up somewhere between 5:45 and 6 am every morning. And I usually answer the call. But today I didn’t want to get up. I didn’t want to face the day. I was tired and weary. Not sleepy. Not unrested. Just worn out and worn down. We made…
I travel this road. A LOT. But when …. happens…. It is a bit unnerving. Because without the stripes. Without the clarity of where the middle is and what lane is yours and…. what lane is mine…it gets a bit confusing. All that wide open space doesn’t feel very free. Because even though it’s all…