When I was a little girl, I often tattled on my younger sister. “Mommy, she won’t share her toys with me,” I wined. Sometimes I got my way, and other times I got in trouble. Now, as an adult,
Tag: Connection
The power of one small shift
I recently had the privilege of participating in a peer interview. It was my first experience, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. I listened intently and even asked thoughtful questions, eager to l
When Distraction Drowns Out Connection
In a fast-paced world, I wonder how often I miss what is being communicated because my mind is elsewhere. Communication largely depends on listening. Good communication requires listening to unders
The Sound That Shook Me, the Truth That Grounds Me
Then came the sound. A car backfired as it passed. Sharp pops rang through the air. I jumped, then ducked. My heart pounded as I searched for the cause.
The small shifts that change us all
Instantly, judgement and blame swirled in my head. Old offenses surfaced. I felt separate from them, and they became the “other.” Conflict had begun, and its roots quickly spread through my hea
Connecting the Dots of Life
My friends and I also played the dot game. Any scrap of paper filled with lines of dots started the fun. Each player would take a turn drawing a line between dots. Once four lines were drawn to com
Finding My Way Back: Not Alone
In that moment of stress and self-criticism, I reached for what I needed: connection. I picked up the phone.
The Blinking Cursor and the Unspoken Struggles
The cursor blinks, nudging me as if to say, Write something. The white page stares back–stark, blank and a little overwhelming.
Better Together: The Power of Community
We need each other. In the moments when I feel like a burden rests solely on my shoulders, I remember that I am surrounded by people around me who care, who want to help, and who desire to see a su
Finding Warmth in a Winter Wonderland
The intricate designs of snowflakes clinging to a windowpane feel like tiny treasures. I love the way frost clings to the bare branches of trees, making them glisten in the sunshine. There’s some