Spy-Lies
Brace yourself. This story might change your whole way of thinking. It certainly was a powerful insight for me.Once, there was a village. It was a happy, prosperous, and peaceful place. (You and me, in our natural state.) Unbeknownst to the populace, there was also an...
A Lovely Weekend
This weekend was restful, and entirely undramatic. What a concept!I did some shopping on Saturday--bought a Christmas present, and feel very smug about it--and on Sunday I played hooky from church and had breakfast with a friend. Biscuits and gravy, and I still stayed...
Another Friday Rears Its Beautiful Head
My "short" story, "The Christmas of the Red Chiefs", an O. Henry reference, will go in to my editor today. Pocket will release it for the 2006 holiday season, headlining an anthology.The weather in Arizona is cool--at last--even a little crisp this morning.I intend to...
A Few Kind Words About the Ego
There are some big, bad egos out there, mostly belonging to various world leaders, it would seem. Warmongers. Planet-rapers. Ruthless exploiters. Bad egos for sure, run amok. Chances are, though, that your ego is not a fiend. It's simply an overwhelmed, frantic child,...
My good friend, Debbie Macomber….
Is featured in the November issue of "Guideposts". Her story would be inspiring to anyone, but especially to aspiring writers. Please check it out!Are you writing in your journals?Are you trying to live from your next-best self (no quantum leaps, remember), instead of...
The Middle Self
I am as excited today as an astronomer who has just discovered a "new", as in previously unrecognized, planet!We spoke a little yesterday about the ego--the shallow, low-level self that is really an overgrown, petulant and spoiled child, with one mantra fitfully...
Ego vs True Self
Okay, I think you get the idea about the internal house. The rest of the rooms, you can explore on your own, using your journal.I have recently gone through a book called "The 30 Day Mental Diet", by Willis Kinnear, given to me as a gift by my good friend, Jill Marie...
Still Reading God’s Mail…
Dear God,I've gotten a raw deal, all the way. What's up with that? I want the world to make it up to me. I am entitled to a better life!Whining in WisconsinDear Whining,Good luck. With that attitude, you're only going to get more of the same. You're 'entitled' to a...
Pooped in Paduca
A peek into the next room in our house reveals that it's a letter-writing room of some kind. There's a writing desk, with a beautiful quill pen and a bottle of golden ink. Holy Moley, it's real gold, this ink. I think this is a room where God hears and answers...
Another Day on the Flight Deck
Well, we've got those chimpanzees under control, at least to the point where we can hear ourselves think.Now, all we've got to do is check out the co-ordinates.Where, exactly, do we want to fly this ship?Write down between three and five possible destinations.Maybe...
I’m Back
Yesterday was wonderfully crazy, so I didn't get to the blog. We'll get back to the house analogy tomorrow, but today, I just want to update you.Two prospective buyers came to look at Springwater Station, and that meant the place had to be spotless. I spent most of...
Zounds! It’s a Control Room!
A flight deck, to be exact.We're a little bruised and shaken from our journey through that long, scary corridor, but we made it, because we held hands, and encouraged each other, and quit stopping every few feet to read and agree with another fear-message. You...