Steady. My life is chaos, i do not know what this means. For the past 18 months my spiritual director has been telling me to “be good to myself” as I struggle to find “balance”.

Okay, I don’t know how to do that.

I can take care of you (or someone who is not me) all day long, and I would bend over backwards to do it, but me… me not so much.

After I had my first child I went back to the OB for my 6 week checkup. Now when I was pregnant I was excellent about taking my prenatal vitamins but once she was born… eh, not so much. Well my doc laid into me. She explained that I HAD to take my multi-vitamin and my calcium. That my daughter was literally sucking it out of my bones.

“Your daughter will get what she needs from you, this is not about her, this is about you. You have to replenish.”

Well, let me tell you, that was the exact wrong thing to say, and I was just tired enough to not filter myself and I told her just that. “If you tell me it’s for the baby I’ll do it. If it’s for me, I won’t.”

So what does all this have to do with steady?

Well, there are times when my well is dry and when the well is dry the hope goes with it. We HAVE to replenish. So the day steady came up I was on a plane to California. My well was pretty dry. I opened my Cantata book and saw these words. “Freely, with tenderness”

That’s what I wanted. That’s how I was going to replenish, THAT’S what it means to be good to myself. Hold myself “freely, with tenderness”. In other words, in loving-kindness, in other words, I don’t have to put so many expectations and restraints on myself that I am literally sucked dry.

The world, my family, the people I serve will get what they need- I have to hold myself freely, with tenderness.  This is the way my life will find steadfast peace- freely, with tenderness.


I’m a little behind on my blogging for Advent Photo of the Day, but Sunday’s word was “Rejoice” and it was also the day of our Cantata. Our organist, Yeri, is wonderful. We are truly blessed to have her. Not only is she a proficient organist (graduating in May with her Masters in Organ Performance from Peabody Conservatory) she is also full of life and the Spirit of God.  At this moment she is ending rehearsal and charging them before the service.  The choir is also giving her a gift of thanks. Rejoice, rejoice! This was a beautiful moment to could capture this word.


Yeri is always smiling. She is always happy, even when she’s not.  She embodies the spirit that is the spirit of loving-kindness.  We do not need to go around and pretend we are happy when we are not, but I wonder, do we really rejoice when we feel that way? 

How are you today? Fine. 

That is the only acceptable answer.  Often people say to me, “nobody wants to know that I’m having a bad day”.  But in that process we don’t share our joys either. The goal I think would be both, to be real. Rejoice when we want to and share pain when we need to.  This makes us human. After all, isn’t that what we are preparing for? Preparing for God to become human? So rejoice! This is truly a gift to be human and experience the spectrum of feelings involved.