Come Closer
Come Closer By Lisa McCrohan What if one day you let the sadness, the grief stuck under your ribs, the regret lodged in your throat, the shame still folding down the corners of those precious lips to come closer to not push them away or angrily shake your finger...
It’s Time to Come Inside
It’s Time to Come Inside God won't let me go looking for love outside myself. “It's time to come inside,” she said. “It's time to put your hand to your own cheek and stroke your face with the gentleness of a mother nursing her child. No, I won't let you go looking...
Sensing the Mystery
Today, the kiddos are heading back to school. Maybe you are thrilled, maybe you feel sad, maybe you are breathing in the spaciousness, maybe you are feeling the familiar "rush to get out the door." Maybe you don't know what you feel but you've been reactive all this...
Your word for the year 2015
For the past several years, I’ve chosen a word for the year. Some years it has been a few words or a phrase. Other years, just one word. Out of a quiet moment of journaling and meditation, a word comes across my heart and it feels like, “Yes, this is my word for the...
Letting the light shine
Every December, as the days get "shorter," I am so very aware of lighting...the sun setting by 5 p.m., the lighting in our home, the holiday lights. It's known about me that I never like to use the overhead lights and instead prefer the soft light of lamps. We light...
Three words that invite, support, and say, “I am so listening to you.”
Recently, a woman wrote to me and said that she wanted to send one of my poetic wrist wraps to a young girl who has cancer. "Which one do you suggest, Lisa?" She asked. "Hmmm....tell me about her," I wrote back. Often people come to me and ask about my wraps,...
(dis)regarding our children
Yesterday, I went to a new salon to get my haircut. As I was sitting in the chair and *Tracy was already getting to work on a shorter, cute cut for me, she started to asked me questions – what do you do, how do you know the person who referred you, how many children...
Dying, birthing, and the extraordinary in the ordinary
In the Space of Dying Lisa A. McCrohan You are an ordinary shrub losing its leaves for the winter in a suburban yard that I’ve walked by hundreds – perhaps now thousands – of times. And yet today, I pause in front of you noticing I’m in the space of dying. Leaves...
Making Time to Reconnect with Your Partner
“The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image.” ~ Thomas Merton, The Way of Chuang Tzu This past weekend, my husband and I had a 40-some hours to ourselves. At home. Alone. ...
The Ache of Belonging
Belonging My Darling, how is it that you search for belonging like a poor beggar on hands and knees frantically scrounging the dirt floor for food? My Dear Heart, if you wish, I can continue to beg and scrounge alongside you, and we can keep bruising our hands and...