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Monthly Archives: October 2016

It Just Keeps Being There

The point of life is love, but not this love. Not this conditional love. Not this rock it till the morning love. Not even this I love you as long as you’re successful or happy or un-addicted or faithful or pleasant love.

The sun doesn’t rise only on days when we behave. Gravity doesn’t hold us in place only if we’re helping others or being gracious. The tide doesn’t stop its eternal dance because we woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Life doesn’t stop because we don’t honor it.

So it is with love.

Love is the most natural force. The most primal force.

It just keeps being there. You don’t have to let it in. Shut your doors, pronounce your heart closed for business. Come at love with a hacksaw and a lifetime of brokenhearted intention.

It’ll still just keep being there.

There’s something so eternal, so unshakeable, so safe about love.

It just keeps being there.


When we’re sitting broken and alone, it still surrounds us.

Love just keeps being there.

Opening up my heart today to love–to God–to that essence that just keeps being there. Despite my foibles, my weird and useless circumlocution, running around the globe to find the one thing that has been there all along.

Whenever you’re ready, step into it. It’s there. If you’re not ready, just keep running. When you stop, it’ll be there too. No rush. Wherever you go, God will just keep being there.

The Dichotomy of Strength

Strong doesn’t have to mean rigid. There is extreme strength in the wind, in water. Water is such a powerful force, and yet it is vulnerable, flexible, soft, open, life-giving.

Strength isn’t just rock solid. Muscles. Brute force.

It’s intense compassion.


Forgiveness is one of the strongest and most vulnerable forces in the world. So relenting, so humble, so unassuming. Yet it requires a rock-solid foundation of love, the ability to stand tall and unbending in the face of cold-hard facts.

The most powerful and essential qualities of physical and spiritual nature exist in this seeming dichotomy. Mighty yet delicate. Overpowering yet fragile.

F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote, “The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.” The spiritual skills of love, compassion, forgiveness, humility have been relegated to the role of people with no backbone because they’ve been portrayed in binary terms as being weak.

Let’s redefine strength to include the ability to bend, to bow humbly, to let go. All the while maintaining our ability to stand tall in the mighty wind and to fight fiercely in pursuit of our calling.

Follow the Heartbreak

In a class discussion recently, a girl pointed out that most people don’t love themselves. I told her that I do; I genuinely love myself. She looked surprised, as if self-love were abnormal. The moment that haunts me though, is, on hearing my statement, a shy girl sitting in the circle mumbled a barely audible, “I don’t.” Her slumped body language supported the silent claim.

It broke my heart.

And it reminded me of why I’m here, on this planet today.

The things that break your heart are a reminder of your mission. When you don’t know what to do, go to the heartbreak. When you’re not sure if you even have a purpose, imagine the moment when that heartbreak is reversed.

Then you go and you try to bridge the gap. You tell her that you’ve been where she’s been. You become a little ray of hope in a world that can get too dark for comfort.

My mission is to help women uncover, nurture, and love their best selves.

What’s your mission? Go to the heartbreak. You just might find it there.