What's your Slimy Pit?

We all have slimy pits in our lives. Places and situations that we wish we'd never visited and people that were destructive and damaging in our lives. Slimy pits are nasty stinky situations that we'd really rather not think about and absolutely never revisit. I've had my fair share of slimy pits and I know from experience that until I clean them up the stink follows me wherever I go and affects every relationship and situation that I find myself in. My ability to confront and

Rough Seas

I hope you're enjoying the tail end of summer I know I am! I saw a tree today with half it's leaves turning orange and I'm sooooo not ready for fall yet (insert whining and groaning here). I'm not much of a pumpkin spice kind of girl. I love fall weather just not what comes after it. thank you! With these precious last few weeks of summer we've been having some fun adventures. A couple years ago my MIL gave us an 1983 pontoon boat and it's been sitting

What Makes a Value (Part 3)

Values are interesting things. They drive us and motivate us. But, what happens when what we value is dismissed, critiqued and shamed. Our personhood suffers! We can't separate what we value from who we are as a human being and so, we feel personally dismissed, critiqued and shamed. If the value is a subconscious one it can be even more damaging. A subconscious value is like a background program running on a computer. We have to have it in order to operate correctly and can't

Using broken things

I just found some of my old journals and I was brokenhearted by where I was in my life at that time. Brokenness bleeds off of the pages. Hopelessness, despair, depression, fear and then desperate hope and the struggle to find true healing. It's all there in black and white. My pain and struggle on paper. Truthfully, I was tempted to throw them away or burn them. The thought of someone finding them is kind of embarrassing. The entries break my heart for the person I was. Then

Oh My Emotions...

Have you ever wondered if your emotional pain matters? I have! When I compare my pain to that of starving children, persecuted christians, and women that are being bought and sold through sex trafficking my pain seems small and insignificant. I tell myself to suck it up, deny my pain, my fear, and my anxiety because I have so much to be grateful for. Does my denial help? Nope. Pain is pain. Emotional pain is not something that can be compared or measured it needs to be acknow