OH BOY, I’ve been gone a while!!

I haven’t left forever. I will be back. I will.

Breathe in the beauty around you.


Sparks-Lake-Central-Oregon  autumn-in-my-town

Adulting: How to Become A Grown-Up in 468 Easy (ish) Steps

I recently read Chinaberry’s review of the book Adulting ,by Kelly Williams Brown.

I promptly called my locally owned bookstore and ordered a copy.

I fully confess that I haven’t remotely read the entire book and love it already.

Seriously.     The first sentence to capture my heart was in the introduction.  It reads; “You are a grown-ass man, or a grown-ass woman, and you can act like it even if you don’t feel like it on the inside.”

This book is thoroughly honest and readable and a delight to this parent’s heart.   My oldest is 21 and you can be sure that he’ll be reading this encouraging and engaging book and we’ll be talking about it – a LOT.

The author came to write the book because she likes to give advice and she’s also a reporter.   A friend recommended she write a book.   So she combined her job as a reporter and her love of giving advice and set out to find people to give input about how to be an adult.

So far, I love this little gem.

Yes – she does drop the Eff-bomb frequently  (but, I found it generally well-placed and -frankly- funny…maybe that’s just me).

There are 468 steps to Adulting .   Here are a few of my favorites:   Don’t get hurt when the world doesn’t care about you.     Make good sandwiches.     Develop your own opinions.   Don’t RSVP “maybe”.     In General, don’t cause a ruckus in public.     Find a mentor.    Be prepared for three-hundred-dollar emergencies.     The first time you see a new neighbor, introduce yourself.     Don’t try to change people.    No one, ever, will set your boundaries for you. So, learn to set them yourself.

I am kind of sad that this book didn’t exist when I was 18.   I’ll get over it.  I am a grown-up, after all.



Book Review: The Cure

I recently walked through some difficult emotional stuff and very nearly made some life-altering choices that would NOT have been for the better.   I could go on and on explaining the perfect storm of circumstances  but…well… that’s private and I don’t think those details are the point.  THE POINT is that life happens and people make bad choices from all kinds of difficult places and for all sorts of reasons.

In the course of working through my emotional state I read the book The Cure by John Lynch, Bill Thrall and Bruce McNicol.

The book covers much of what is in John Lynch’s powerful message about the two rooms.   Please: Listen to the two roads/two rooms message now.     If you fast forward to 10:55 you will pick up right where the two roads segment of the message begins.    Listen to the whole message if you can.   It is incredible.


Meaningful quotes are in abundance in this little gem of less than 120 pages.   Powerful stuff like;

“What if there was a place so safe that the worst of me could be known, and I would discover that I would not be loved less but more in the telling of it?”

“No one told me that when I wear a mask, only my mask receives love.”

“Shame wants us constantly trying to prove we’re not as bad as we imagine.”

“Grace is the face love wears when it meets imperfection.”  (they’re actually quoting the original author…but it’s still powerful!)

The Cure has helped me clarify the difference between pleasing and trusting.    It has been the tool that has helped me forgive myself for being human and to talk about my struggles BEFORE they become actions that would have been hard to reverse.    These concepts have really helped me get a clearer picture of what it looks like to live authentically in the midst of less-than-airy-fairy-good-times.    It’s easy to do what’s right when birds are chirping and the angel choirs are cued up and life is sailing along blissfully.   The story is a lot more challenging when you come face to face with your dark side.

I was in the right place at the right time for this book.   Perhaps you are too.   I highly recommend it.


Mumford and Sons concert was amazing…

It’s been almost two months since the Mumford and Sons concert in Portland.   I’m still goofy for ’em.

My daughter lovingly refers to me as a “crazy fangirl”.   She exaggerates, of course.

Back to the concert.

It was profoundly moving  and also LOUD  (my favorite).

I had read an article that described Mumford and Sons’ sound as stadium folk and I wasn’t really sure what that would be.   Well, I know NOW.

There were so many highlights  but one that stands out was “I Will Wait”(the link  is from our concert).

The lights.

The crowd.

Everyone singing along.

Magical…almost even Worshipful.

I never got around to taking any real pictures (except with my phone) and I’m actually okay with that.   The memories in my head are priceless.

I will most definitely be looking for every opportunity to go see Mumford and Sons again and again and again.

My dream is to see them in England one day.


Hey, it can happen!