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Rhythm of enough. Chanting gently lulls. A mantra sweetly moves into a rhythm and groove. A little girl perched along the sideline, under the glow of the Friday night lights. A little blonde chickadee, cheering her beloved pops and his boys on. Enough.You are Enough. The chant hums melting into...

Enough Not Enough Not enough is old news and a scar. Words flew out of unkind mouths, blew through my ears, and took root in my heart -- the strongest kinds of weeds with seeds strong enough for decades of growth through bone and concrete. Not enough’s...

For Today, I Am Enough             I wonder, at times, just what I had expected of the journey to my “enough”-ness. Perhaps that it would arrive as a single “Aha!” moment or a tingling, shimmering awareness.  I’m almost certain that I expected it to stay once...

At an adorable tiny brick building oak tree college on the far eastern edge, women feel inadequate. I felt inadequate, while I called it home. Who can tell the moment that it begins? Swarming around me were overachievers. They over-exercised, over-analyzed, over-worked, over-stressed. And under-ate. In their...