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Wholehearted writing (and depression on the Appalachian Trail)
April 17, 2017
We go through experiences that wear us down to our core, and break our shell. And these experiences, like my long distance hike, will show us what's operating below the surface of our lives. And it won't be your goodness that will help light the path through this wreckage, it will be your courage.
Spring Fever
April 14, 2017
The mountains are an insistent call in our life, and spring fever is real. Satisfying the itch for outdoors and adventure while raising our teens in a supportive community, this is the balancing act of our lives.
Appalachian Trail & Adventure Journaling at Outsideways
April 11, 2017
While we were hiking I kept a trail journal. I wrote it in almost every day. I recorded our mileage, where we camped and notable points along the trail. I wrote about the people we met. I wrote my thoughts, feelings and frustrations. I wrote the good stuff and the bad stuff. In short form, I wrote about my brutiful experience on the Appalachian Trail. I'm now publishing that journal and my favorite photos of our hike at Outsideways.
Making things new-ish (and how we built this blog)
April 5, 2017
After a year in the making my new blog is ready to present to the world, my new online home.
I'm not really into Lent
March 14, 2017
Obedience, sacrifice, confession, repentance these are deeply personal spiritual practices, best shared in a trusted community. Unfortunately these practices and postures of the heart can become yokes that people are pressured into bearing. But condemnation, fear of failure, inadequacy is not how the Spirit moves us into spiritual discipline.
Treating my anxiety like an injury or illness
February 16, 2017
A injury presents an opportunity to pay attention to patterns of motion. To notice activities that cause pain and others that heal and strengthen. It's a wake-up call. Anxiety is somewhat similar.
A snowy Saturday in February (and the kids are growing up)
February 11, 2017
Photographing my heart's joy and delight, it's what I do. But as my "delights" grow and move to independence, as they have experiences completely apart from me, in such healthy and beautiful ways, I guess I'll content myself with photographing the morning snow.
