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Feeding my soul while flattening the curve

At St. Stan’s I learned, “Holy is anyplace it is safe to tell your story. Holy is anyplace that creates justice”

This blog is an exploration of my story and of how God’s love is helping me connect to holiness, love and safety

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If I had a hammer… I’d beat myself with it for not doing more…

I’d like to say it’s compassion fatigue, or burnout over spreading myself too thin. But my languishing recently has been from a feeling of futility and hopelessness. It wasn’t an abundance of compassion sent outwards into the world that wore me out. It was the absorption of an abundance of suffering without the ability toContinue reading “If I had a hammer… I’d beat myself with it for not doing more…”

Late February check in

Oh gosh, this is only my second post in February, and it’s nearly the end of the month. I’ve had lots of ideas – the Olympics – the pressure on the athletes and the issues with the Uighers and the memories of a road trip I took to Kansas with my dad in 1992 –Continue reading “Late February check in”

Closer to Fine: Three years of self-employment and Father Clay’s Path of Freedom

I celebrated three years in my freelance business last month. It’s been an amazing experience to find clients, do work for them, collect actual money from them, and then get repeat business and referrals. I NEVER dreamed of self-employment and assumed I’d always be an employee. I bought into the idea that the only wayContinue reading “Closer to Fine: Three years of self-employment and Father Clay’s Path of Freedom”