Labels can also be freeing. That’s what I’ve experienced over the last couple of months as I’ve attempted to regularly unpack community, one of my core values. It has now become the exploration of life as a third culture kid.
Tag: writing
over it.
It’s as if short snippets are all I’ve ever known. The daily “I should post that” thought is killing me–figuratively, of course. There was a time when long prose pieces were my thing. I didn’t just want to write; I wrote and I wrote a lot. I wrote poems. I wrote about my day. I wrote a…
i typically write when i have a clear idea of what i want to say. those moments are loaded with energy, excitement, readiness and there’s almost an urgency–these words must be shared. so when a day like today rolls around, a day without “ah ha” moments to speak of, it’s easy to find more joy…
ready? nope.
i’ve been doing a fair amount of listening lately. i know this because there are these seemingly random thoughts that jump into my consciousness and after a little bit of where did you come from, where did you go i realize that they’ve come from other people. they are the frustrations and joys posted on facebook,…
the first line
during today’s morning walk, my mind happened upon a line, a really good line, a line i wrote down once i got back home so that i can one day complete the story. i often wonder what would happen if i intentionally wrote each morning…
the better way…
forget writing. i need a fancy voice recorder, the tiny kind that slips into your hand and is barely visible at your mouth. the kind that makes onlookers think you’re FBI.
…i messed up
it has been a couple months since my resolve: to tell people that i’m not sure what i’m doing post MDiv, that i don’t know where God’s leading, but i know it’s something beyond what i can imagine. well, just yesterday i forgot that resolve. let’s be real. when a potential future employer says “so…