Tripping Billies

Reflections on Shuffle Play (an exercise in which I write a reflection based on that morning’s run) I wish I kept count of all the times that people talked about calories, points, diet, or weight over the course of our Thanksgiving festivities. It was the first Thanksgiving of my life I was feeling comfortable in … More Tripping Billies

Losing My Religion

Reflections on Shuffle-Play (the thing where I write a reflection inspired by a song from that day’s run) Dieting is so much like a religion. Think about it: It’s common in religions to have lists of actions that are permissible to do and not permissible to do. Diets are entirely made up of those kinds … More Losing My Religion


Reflections on Shuffle-Play (where I write a reflection each day inspired by a song from that morning’s run) I was doing some cleaning and organizing at church and kept coming across items that had been tucked away in closets and corners.  Churches can end up having a strange assortment of odd stuff for a few … More Fancy

When You Were Young

Reflections on Shuffle-Play The blog I wrote yesterday, “She’s a Beauty”, came on like a fever. I had to write it. I woke up with the thoughts needing to be come out. Like labor pains, it couldn’t be avoided or delayed, I just had to sit down and write. Then, unlike most of my blog … More When You Were Young

She’s a Beauty

Reflections on Shuffle-Play (a daily exercise to write a reflection based on a song from my morning run) What antagonizes me is all the mental energy I have given it over the years. Even though I have worked hard to battle it, still, whenever anything is wrong or upsetting in life, my first reaction is … More She’s a Beauty

North Dakota

Reflections on Shuffle-Play Secret in the Church Tower #3 Johanne Johanne sat in Bakken Kirke that hot July morning.  She did not remember it ever being so hot in Norway as it was here in America. All the windows were open but there was no breeze drifting over the Dakota prairie. She looked out the … More North Dakota


Reflections on Shuffle-Play Depression is no fun. It slinks in on a perfectly lovely day and hovers over everything, putting a slightly minor tune over the notes of each hour. I’ve learned over the years how to take care of myself in the midst of recurring depression. I know to be gentle with myself, to … More Hurt