I want to talk about quiet. Recently, I’ve had some trouble with my hips. They don’t agree with each other, pull in opposite directions, make my legs different lengths, and wreak havoc in my back. After a trip to the chiropractor, who explains that my hip and leg muscles are ridiculously tight and that thisContinue reading “What My Back Problems Are Teaching Me About Quiet.”
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Knowingly (Christmas to Heaven)
Holiest of holies, knowingly coming down on a day when there would be no place and subjecting himself to birth. Lord of lords choosing day after day, time after time to let an all-knowing mind not know anything and to learn, to struggle, to try. King of kings knowingly kneeling and praying and sweating bloodContinue reading “Knowingly (Christmas to Heaven)”
Latvia: beautiful country, beautiful people.
The dirt roads leading up to Druvienia feel like a portal transporting you to a different world. Trees lining the road color everything with specs of orange. Nothing moves in Druvienia. Walking through it, you could almost imagine that you were the only person there. Then the silence is disrupted by a tractor, and youContinue reading “Latvia: beautiful country, beautiful people.”
light.
it’s only a matter of time before the light shines through and you find that what he said was true all along. you are new.
|water|
Often times, it is not the organized moments which bring joy, but the accidental ones. A catch up with an old friend, a walk through the woods and-more. Let’s try this. I am always put in awe by water, of the way it moves and defies order and yet blends perfectly into it. Something inContinue reading “|water|”
|bloom|
Breathe in exhale rewind, take the time to fail. Don’t get caught up in boxes and lines and tickets and fines and this defines me and I can’t move past and I can’t remember when my soul last rested. Instead take the time to laugh. To stop. To break. To slow down and appreciate theContinue reading “|bloom|”
|home|
Home is running barefoot through a forest path, yelling all the way in case there are bears. There never are, but we enjoy the rush.Home is calling friends at unnatural times because time zones don’t care who’s missing who.Home is my grandma’s perfume seeping through the scarves she’s left behind.Home is yelps and screams becauseContinue reading “|home|”
A hug and how it has a greater impact than you think.
Two years ago, I was in Hong Kong. I was fourteen. I really had no idea what I was doing. I only knew that God loves people, and so I love people. I met a beautiful woman while I was there, and she showed me what it meant to surrender. I don’t know much aboutContinue reading “A hug and how it has a greater impact than you think.”
Thoughts From a Tree 