This is Holy
This is Holy By Lisa McCrohan You touch the holy each time you slow down to your daughter's pace, each time you decide to linger in her embrace. You touch the holy when you tenderly wash your son's back, when you give your partner a little slack. You touch the holy...
How to get out of prison
Your partner does something to upset you once again. Your boss is a jerk. That one other parent in the PTA is always putting you down. You have cancer. Your child just threw a tantrum and kicked you. Your limbic system tells you to either to stay and fight or run...
The Power of Forgiveness
"You are not too old and it is not too late to dive into your increasing depths where life calmly gives out it's own secret” ― Rainer Maria Rilke As I turned 40 a few months ago, I felt a call to "let go." I was carrying too much -- too much of the past, too much...
Devotion
“The deepest form of generosity is presence.” - Tara Brach I don’t remember a moment from childhood where my mom hurried me. I’m sure there were moments – given how much my parents went through in their twenties, God, there had to have been moments. But what...
Three Questions to Ask Yourself Every Day
A month ago, I started to ask myself three questions. I wanted to live with deeper intention, calm, and clarity. AND I wanted to react a heck of a lot less to the stress in my life and the people I love. I've noticed a huge shift in how I am living. And I want to...
Stop What You are Doing
This morning, my husband, Brian, took the kiddos to their dentist appointment. Ahhh, a few hours at home by. my. self. I have needed this time alone. I had the (crazy!) expectation back in December that "once this holiday season is over, once I am done with a few big...
Cradling You
Cradling You By Lisa McCrohan Tonight, you snuggled close to me, asked me to stay, wrapped my arms around you. Listening to the rain and you breathing, I cradled you. You who are almost up to my shoulders and only six years old! Today another mom told me her nine year...
Are You Living Hands Free?
Last year, Rachel Macy Stafford, The Hands Free Mama, wrote to me and asked, "Can I quote you in my upcoming book, Hands Free Mama?" She had a particular post in mind (originally written for a local publication, republished here). I'm really conscious of what I put my...
The Tiny Gifts that Matter
“Mommmmmmmyyyyy,” my three year old called to me to come into my bedroom. I was in a hurry, showering quickly, sighing as I put my hair up in a ponytail yet again, and worrying about getting out the door. In the first few seconds, I was annoyed she called me. But half...
Through the Eyes of a Three Year Old
The other night, I was talking to one of my dear friends who is a mom with a teenager. We were talking about the holiday season. “Lisa, isn’t it awesome to have a three year old at Christmas?! Everything is magical!” She said. I stopped. Earlier that day, we had been...