Autobiography in Five Short Chapters 


I walk down the street. 

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I fall in. 

I am lost … 

I am hopeless. 

It isn’t my fault. 

It takes forever to find a way out. 


I walk down the same street. 

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I pretend I don’t see it. 

I fall in again. 

I can’t believe I’m in the same place.

But it isn’t my fault. 

It still takes a long time to get out. 


I walk down the same street. 

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I see it is there. 

I still fall in … 

it’s a habit. 

My eyes are open. 

I know where I am. 

It is my fault. 

I get out immediately. 


I walk down the same street. 

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. 

I walk around it. 


I walk down another street. 

-Portia Nelson

Stretching is getting comfortable with and pushing the edges of something uncomfortable. I’ve recently realized this in an emotional and physical sense. I discovered this because really, in order to grow, you have to push hard enough within and without yourself to be uncomfortable.  You can’t learn if you recoil at the smallest discomfort. 

The challenge is to do this physically first to allow your mind to adapt so that when an uncomfortable feeling hits you emotionally (something that would make you close up or pull back), you will learn to embrace it as a phase and keep pressing on. Life is full of challenging moments and I know often times in my life I’ve taken an easy approach despite my tendency to learn things the hard way.

So start with a physical stretch and when you start to feel uncomfortable, stay there…breathe through the feeling and consider each muscle and fiber or your being and you acquaint yourself to the feeling. Do this more and more and if you are like me and you are building muscle, you do this at the gym by increasing your weights and thus forcing your muscles to tear down. As you lift, slowly, ease into the slow burning and tearing down of your muscle knowing it will be stronger as it builds back up.

I am going through some mentally tough things right now and I despise change…yet it LOVES to seek me out and force me into uncomfortable situations. I want to curl up in a ball and cry, which I often do at first. Then I have learned to resolve to overcome and be a better person despite the new circumstance. 

I hope you find this challenging and enlightening as a first post to my blog in 2018 and in a long time. 


I have resigned from my position as the one you may think I am. The me that I’ve become on the outside is not the person I am inside. I tried to fight it and have been at war. I lost myself years ago, shut out by the feeling of weakness, both in flesh, and in heart. But I’ve realized I can never be perfect enough for any person. I’m stripped from facades and done pretending. My pride is gone and my fight is over. I am just one match burning inside. I will shine my light and focus on basics again. I will stand up for who I am. I am loved, by God and by me…and by my children and family. I will love freely but not fall freely in love. I will live in my here and now, forgetting the past and all my hurt but not where I have come back from. I won’t worry about tomorrow. There isn’t enough mercy and grace in the world but I am enough for me. I never stop caring but will not be pulled under and succumb anymore. Nothing, no thought or evil or temptation, owns me any more. I gave you all my notice-



(And here is my song for the day…)