Author Archives: sac
The Love and the Logic – Part 2
I will call him Luke. He was the only one to show up the first day of my new journalism club in January. I noticed him around campus before. He was kind of small for his age, but I knew … Continue reading
The Love and the Logic – Part 1
I talk a lot about my job and my children’s school and lucky for me, it’s one and the same. Once upon a time before children, my corporate job lacked the “means something to me component” and so when the … Continue reading
The Deep End of the Ocean
Give me a life problem and I will find a metaphor or way to visualize it. I would like to reiterate at this time, that my friends are amazingly patient:) Perhaps it’s the approach of summer, but lately my life … Continue reading
Thank you, I accept
I visualize things when I want to really drive home a point to myself or others. When I think about what it looks like to surrender and accept a situation, I imagine my hands as they are open and lifted. … Continue reading
You can quote me on that
We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any … Continue reading
40-ish
So here I am, tomorrow I am finally at the age that I have been describing my life to be for some time now…. the middle place. Rather than drudge up the meanings of all this at the moment, let’s explore … Continue reading
In Juxtaposition
I find myself liking the word juxtapose as of late. It rolls off my tongue and when I checked the meaning, it turns out that the word Juxtapose is from the 1660s term coined in French from juxta meaning “beside, near” … Continue reading
The Measure of Time
The measure of time happens naturally around the holidays. “When you were this age, you would….” “Do you remember the year when…..” It seems like a natural, for better or worse, time to reflect and reminisce. You leave your present … Continue reading
Good Grief
Ten years ago today, I went on a hike with the love of my life, while my baby girl was tucked safely away at a campsite at the water’s edge of Lake Powell. When we learned of the day’s tragic … Continue reading
The Funeral
I have lost those I have loved dearly to death. I have dreamed of being in their presence again. I have remembered times spent with them so vividly that all of my senses can recall the moment. And yet today, … Continue reading
Not Waiting For Perfect 