Life

I’ve spent a lot of years getting okay with sadness. While we live in a culture that tells us that, through various forms of self-medication, sadness is to be avoided at all costs, I have learned that sometimes, you just need to feel sad.  Lean into the pain.  Don’t do anything to try to change…

As my co-worker Kelli just informed me, I am being a horrible blogger. But hopefully, I’m being an awesome liver… as in “liver of life,” and not “organ that detoxifies.” I’ve been all over the place – Boston, where I watched the Boston Marathon, Portland, Maine, where I ate my first lobster, Kansas City, where…

Forgive me, friends – but these days, it feels next to impossible to string sentences together.  I am walking through a hard time – one of the hardest – and sometimes, it’s like a cinder block tied to my ankles, pulling me down, down, down. I am not dealing gently with myself, as I should. …

It is Monday.  Again. Monday is a difficult way to spend 1/7th of one’s life. However, I’ll have you know that the weekend was a raging success.  I moved all of my earthly belongings out of my apartment and into a storage unit – mainly thanks to my mom (who packed my entire household while…

These days, I am jolting from one crazy big thing to the next.  Many of these things are good, wonderful, amazing things.  I mean, I flew to Haiti for a week of snuggling babies and expanding my vision.  I wrote songs about Larabar and spent a weekend under the palm trees.  I bought a car…

Sometimes, when life feels uncertain and I feel crazy, it’s good to remember that I have not been given a spirit of fear, but the power of love and a sound mind.

I’m still alive.  I’m here.  But I have been a blogging failure lately.  Let me see if I can catch you up a little bit. After writing songs in Nashville all weekend, I began my Valentine’s Day by walking into the Nashville office and surprising my co-workers.  “It’s a Valentine’s miracle!” said Emily, because she…

I am registered for the Country Music Half-Marathon in Nashville in April. Long story short: I’ve basically given up any hard-core training. Short story long: My life is so full right now.  I don’t have the hours in the week to put in the miles, nor do I have the desire to give anything up…

2011 has exploded like a stick of dynamite.  I am bursting with news and ideas and questions and possibilities and opportunities.  I have no idea what it all means, or where it’s heading, or how, or why, or even if the ending is going to be happy and good and right – I just know…

I know.  You have been nervously refreshing the page every moment since last Friday, awaiting an update as to the Honda’s fate. Well, people, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I’m alive. The bad news is that if oil were blood, my engine would be the beaches of Normandy….