A new way of looking at fear and being a teacher
Two beautiful definitions that Jonathan Foust shared with me the other day. Hearing them made me exhale and relax. The power and impact of these quotes are still swimming in and taking up residence in my heart. I thought that they may inspire and resonate with many of...
The Poetry of Heaven
The Poetry of Heaven Some days the way you smile at me is like heaven singing poetry to my heart, and I have enough sense to stop what I am doing and kiss this holy ground. Lisa McCrohan, copyright, 2010 When I stop for a moment in the hustle and bustle of the...
Claiming the sacred privileges of everyday life
In the early hours of the morning way before dawn as my baby got up for what seemed like the tenth time that night with her ear infection, the thought came to me: “What if I saw this all as a privilege?” A privilege to be my children's mom, to be Brian’s wife, to be...
Mindful Moment: What our children inherit
Last night our little 3 1/2 year old A. woke up around 10 pm. I heard him at the top of the stairs, "Mama? Mama?" I ran upstairs and he folded into my arms. (And yes, he is still wearing his halloween costume. Read post here!). "What's wrong, little honey?" I asked,...
Tips for Everyday Mindfulness # 3: Choosing Joy
Today I have two great quotes! Both were sitting on my heart today. They are by the beloved Thich Nhat Hanh. “The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the green earth, dwelling deeply in the present moment and feeling truly alive.” “Sometimes...
Enough.
Enough. Enough playing small, shrugging our shoulders, nervously laughing, casting our eyes down when we’d rather be standing tall, feet firmly planted on the earth, heart and solar plexus reaching up to the sky. Enough belittling ourselves, second guessing ourselves,...
The New Norm
I'm not a flighty person. I'm an on-time, list-makin', organized mama. Since babe #2, that has been slowly but surely changing. And after I dropped my phone in the garbage disposal and didn' t know it until I called my own phone and saw it lighting up down in the...
Mindful Moment: Neighborhood Singing
Over the weekend, we were outside putting up our fall decorations when we heard guitar music coming from across the street. In an instant, my heart widened. I stopped what I was doing. All at once I had the realization that I had never heard this sound -- someone on...
Co-parenting: Dad’s Not the Babysitter
This is how my husband holds us -- quietly, adoringly, patiently, and whole-heartedly. Sure, he builds stuff, mows the lawn, escorts stink bugs out of the house, and fixes our electronics. But he also does the laundry and separates the colors. He washes the dishes...
Mindful Moment: My Skin Remembers
My Skin Remembers By Lisa McCrohan In the dark stillness of the early morning, before the first glimmers of dawn appear through our bedroom window, Brian brings our baby to me for an early morning feeding. She is half awake half asleep now nuzzled next to me. Her...