As a child, I did not like oatmeal. To me, it was tasteless slime that slithered down my throat, much like okra. I never was a picky eater, so other than the company of liver and tongue, there wasn’t much else that I refused to eat. But it has taken me years to grow
Although today’s post can stand alone, it was written hand in hand with yesterday’s. If you haven’t read it already, let me encourage you to carve a few extra minutes into your day and read it before moving on. *** On that dreaded day, January 23rd of 1987, when I was 17 and and
“[R]emember who you were when you first arrived, and reclaim the gift of true self.” – Parker J. Palmer, Let Your Life Speak “What a Long time it can take to become the person one has always been! How often in the process we mask ourselves in faces that are not our own.” – Parker