Category Archives: Surrender

Suffering (by Eileen)

Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn Suffering.  What’s the Point? I have been thinking lately about suffering and why we suffer.  It’s not a new question.  It’s one humans have wrestled with for eons. I’ve had fibromyalgia and painful knee and back injuries for 35 years, stemming from an auto accident.  I feel pain every day.  But it is minor in comparison to the emotional and physical pain some of my friends endure, … Continue reading Suffering (by Eileen) »

Finding Faith

Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn What are seeds of faith?  I suppose the answer is different for each person, but for me, more often than not they come as small revelations in times of deep crisis when I’m grappling with forces pulling in opposite directions.  For me, faith is not so much an idea but an identity, not so much about believing but becoming. My teachers have generally been fellow … Continue reading Finding Faith »

Failure is a Gift

Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn   This week’s post was inspired by a recent conversation with Tucker McHugh, a high school classmate who I have known for over 50 years. I was raised on Wheaties, “The Breakfast of Champions.” Winning defined the purpose of my every endeavor: winning at school, winning at sports, winning with friends.  Winning was symbolized by blue ribbons, gold stars, and A-pluses.  Life was … Continue reading Failure is a Gift »

When Doubt is an Ally

Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn “Doubt grows with knowledge.”  ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Today we hear many voices speak with the ring of dogmatic certainty, where the ugliest of ugly thoughts are hurled out to every time zone.  I find myself asking, how can so many be so sure of so much? Socrates once observed, “I know that I don’t know.  But you don’t know what … Continue reading When Doubt is an Ally »

Good Morning

Facebook Twitter Google+ LinkedIn Recently I had a fitful night of worry, tossing and turning, my thoughts uncontrollably circulating downward.  The impending move to the Pacific Northwest had me anxious.  It was two o’clock in the morning and I found myself counting all the things that could go wrong.  I thought, it’s one thing to have moved to Chicago at age 22, quite another to … Continue reading Good Morning »