The young man spent most of his free time at the firehouse. If he wasn’t at his warehouse job, the one that paid the bills, he was found most evenings at the firehouse. He was the youngest volunteer on the team, so most of his time was spent cleaning up after the rest of the … More In the eye of the beholder
If you’re asked to describe a courageous person, what comes to mind? A firefighter, dashing to save a life? Galileo Galilei’s defense of the Earth revolving around the Sun? Roald Amundsen’s expedition to the South Pole? In each of these cases, there’s a need to face danger, so courage is present. But is this the … More Can You See Different Shades of Courage?
I told a rather light-hearted tale on my personal blog this morning. A brief glimpse into what I remember as a rather courageous act for someone who was not often willing to stand up, or stand out. I remember it mostly as a first glimpse into what being bold and brave might feel like. At … More Defeating Trauma With Courage
Fair warning- this is a rather meandering post today, more thoughts than an actual point, but it seems appropriate for the rainy day I see outside my window. Just some simple musing on our topic of curiosity so I hope you will add your thoughts in the comments. Curiosity is… Curiosity is a gift that … More Curiosity and Change Over the Lifespan
I’m thinking and pondering a bit today, sparked by our topic of curiosity for the month of September. In its simplest form, curiosity is all about why. Of course there’s also what, when, where, how, why not, and according to Google and Indeed.com at least 15 defined forms of questions in our English lexicon.In my … More Do You Fear the Why?
When I was a young kid, I was small for my age. We’d line up at the start of the year, smallest to the tallest, and I would always be one of the shortest boys in my class. I wasn’t the smartest either, I had to work hard for my grades. Every ‘A’ felt like … More If there were 100 people in the world?
The playground as a kid could be a cruel place. We all tend to have a horror story or two about getting picked last to play kickball or so-called friends ratting out our secrets to the rest of the kids playing during recess. Saying all that, friendships seemed to come much easier when we were … More Finding your people
A couple of weeks ago my son, Mr. D, was really focused on wanting a motorcycle that he described as red and turns into a boat. Expecting this was the fleeting fancy of a four-year-old, I listened, nodded, and told him to show me a picture of what he wanted the next time he saw … More Working for Joy
There’s a word I use a lot and I’m bothered by it at times. Connection, connection, connection. I’d like to find suitable synonyms, but I haven’t devoted the time or effort to exploring. As much as I appreciate the quieter moments in my life, this introverted girl needs to know she’s seen and heard, just … More See-Saw: Seeking Quiet, Seeking Connection
There are many industries, many occasions in our lives where size does matter. And while it’s probably too late to stop the smirking, examples of that can be the size of a brownie that you’d choose or the size of an asteroid in all those disaster movies that’s threatening life on Earth. What are we … More Is it the Big or the Small for You?
The Heart of the Matter 