Cultural Trends

There’s So Much to Feel Right Now


There is so much to feel right now. There is so much for your heart to carry.

Tell me, what are you carrying?

There is so much to feel about our vulnerability in even ordinary moments.

There is so much to feel about our potential for violence, the need for justice and peace, and our need for one another. 

There is so much to feel when our ears and minds are flooded and we are scrambling to distill the information that serves the truth.

There is so much to feel when it seems our heart is pulled in so many directions.

You need to hear this: You are allowed to know what you know and to feel what you feel. You are allowed to grieve. You are allowed to cultivate and share joy. You are allowed to be confused and at a standstill. You are allowed to run full-speed in the direction that is clear to you.

There is so much for your heart to carry. Own what you hold, as best you can, and ask for help along the way.


CATEGORIES: Compassion, Covid-19, Cultural Trends, Working through Grief

The Ground of Gratitude Beneath the Deep Waters of Loss


I grew up in the middle of a prairie but spent much of my childhood in green hills that held a lake. Atop one hill lived a little yellow cabin, and in that cabin we made food and fires and nearly 40 years of memories. We would walk a stone path down the hill to the water’s edge and to large docks that were tethered to shore by cables and long arms of steel and concrete. The lake rolled beneath the docks and yet even the chaotic tides of angry storms could not dislocate the structures from shore.

Recent years have brought unprecedented rains to the area and as the lake swelled over the shoreline and crawled uphill, the docks, flexing like giant metal muscles or enormous silvery jellyfish, rose with the lake level and buoyed faithfully on the flood water. They were of course not without serious damage from the excessive rain and flood, but the docks stayed afloat and alive. However, the pipe and plank pathways that bridged the water from shore to door and the cables and strong arms that anchored each dock in place disappeared beneath the gray lake. It appeared as if the docks simply sat in place by will alone and with no support.

As I sat on my porch this morning I thought about how that image of the flooded lake tells a story of gratitude and loss. I am learning that one of my deepest resources in a season of grief and loss is gratitude. Gratitude for even simple sources of love during a season of separation and deep homesickness. Gratitude for the sturdiness of the earth beneath my bare feet when the path forward seems flimsy and unsure. Gratitude for how I can still fill my body with breath, even when sadness has stolen all the air from the room. These small moments tether me to myself, and to any sense of peace that may be hiding in me and is waiting to be found. Simple acts of gratitude are like those cable and strong arms of the dock, keeping me rooted to the invisible earth when the floodwaters of grief threaten to dislodge and dislocate me. I may appear to be aimlessly atop the water, afloat and damaged from the storm. But if I am able and willing to remember the things in my life that I can be grateful for and to reach for them, I am reminded that in the shadowy, watery depths, I am still secure and not adrift. I am supported. Like steel lines that root into a shoreline, gratitude helps me root into my sense of place, my sense of self, and my deeper sense of well-being. Gratitude does not resolve my hard emotions during seasons of loss, but it helps me tap into a sense of strength and stillness that allow me to be present with my grief in ways that move me forward into healing. 

I realize gratitude in a time of crisis like the current Coronavirus pandemic can feel like a much harder and more complicated reach. We are not all experiencing the impacts of Covid-19 in the same way, but there is a clear sense of shared trauma and need for hope. I am not trying to minimize any experience or devastation, or offer naive solutions to global grief and heartbreak. I simply encourage anyone to just try, in any amount, to gaze in the direction of gratitude and find out what goodness can be seen, felt, and absorbed right where they are today.

Right now I feel grateful for…..

The sound of the rain in the evening. We are being watered.

The sight of the ripening green and spring colors following the death and cold of winter. We are still growing and will ripen to more vibrant life, even during this season of loss.

The sight and sounds of any neighbors, as they try to do their best in a season of being home-bound. We are in the presence of others even from a distance, and our presence is an offering to them.

The stories of people helping and being helped. We are a part of that human family, in all its tragedy and beauty.


What are you grateful for today? 

Who or what are your connections and support– the things that remind you that you are not alone and adrift?

Consider keeping a jar or vase nearby, and when you recognize something you are thankful or grateful for, write it on a slip of paper and drop it in. It can be a fun and simple source of encouragement later to read those when you need to be reminded of experiences of goodness and gratitude.

Would you like to talk about anything that is happening in your life? Please do not hesitate to be in touch. 


CATEGORIES: Covid-19, Cultural Trends, Gratitude, Working through Grief

Building Blocks: The Encouraging Path to Change

Building Blocks: The Encouraging Path to Change


Some dear friends of mine build beautiful homes. It is fascinating to watch as what was once grassy space becomes a place where people’s stories are lived out. The finished product is always lovely, and it becomes easy to lose sight of how much work went into the creation. Construction is that way– a detailed process of intentions and surprises, a plan that gives way to new elements or ideas along the way.

It is an easy metaphor for how personal construction and change look in our own individual lives. Like the building of a house, change often seems to arrive stone by laborious stone, placed with great energy, great mess, and ideally, trusted help. There are areas of life that are ripe construction zones of personal change, and yet the questions of where and how to begin sometimes feel impossible to answer.

Perhaps you are evaluating or even avoiding one such zone in your own life. Is there a relationship that is a consistent experience of confusion or pain, and yet you do not know what to do with the trouble and damage? Are there ‘construction zones’ in your career life, and you wish you had guidance to help you understand what building or rebuilding might look like? Have you experienced the pain of great loss, and now feel unsure how to navigate the empty ‘space’? Perhaps laying the first stone means seeking support and building a path to change.

Counseling can help you understand your struggles more deeply, and discover ways to start experiencing a path to change, ‘stone by stone’. In a true building project, each worker labors within a network of support. In whatever area of life where you would like to see new construction, remember that you are not alone. Seeking counseling can help you strengthen or even establish your support network, and the goal is change that is encouraging, true, and lasting. Call me to discuss how counseling can be a useful and empowering building block in your important journey of personal change.

CATEGORIES: Building Blocks, Coping with Depression, Cultural Trends, Working through Grief

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