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Planting Seeds

Planting Seeds

Seeds are small; however, given time and nurturance they grow into mighty trees that live on for generations or plants that can feed many. The parable of the mustard seed reminds us that tiny seeds can make a mighty yield. What small seeds are you willing to sow into yourself? Your family? Your health? Your heart? Beginning with small acts of changed behavior can alter the entire course of your life. Say one kind thing to yourself and see how your body begins to heal. Take one thing off your schedule and watch your mental health increase. Commit to doing one small act for your spouse and see how your marriage begins to improve. Seeds are mighty. Begin by planting one. One word. One act. One moment. 

Tis the Season of Letting Go!

Tis the Season of Letting Go!

As autumn sets in, consider the areas of your life that need to be released, consider what no longer serves you, gets in your way, and needs to wither and die. It can be physical: a job, relationship, debt, or clothes that no longer fit. You can release emotional baggage: anger, guilt, sadness, and unforgiveness. Or maybe you are carrying mental weight: negative thoughts, racing thoughts, or unawareness. Commit to letting something go. Be like the trees...Release! 

Changed People, Change People

Changed People, Change People

Each of us plays a very specific role in our families. Often that role is decided in childhood and we continue to play that part into our adult years. Some people play the role of "black sheep" "the successful one" or "the one who got out". Others are the perpetual "baby" of the family. Some are "the one you can call on." Others spend their adult lives stuck in the role of "Mama's boy" or "Daddy's girl." Although we might function completely differently at work or at home, when we get around our family, it is almost natural to fall into place. Do you like the role you play in your family? Does the assignment work for you?

The Friendships we Choose

The Friendships we Choose

When I began to grow I could no longer listen to stories that I'd longed to listen to before. I could hear the lack of self-worth in her decision "give him one more chance," I could hear his internal rage in his daily gripe about his "stupid boss," and I could see the role she played in her money problems. I was no longer attracted to it. I just couldn't be around that $h@!. I wanted people who would support me in being my best-self. I needed more.