Proper table settings make me nervous. While I distinctly remember the lesson in Brownies, I also remember panic moving in simultaneously. Did the spoon and knife go together? Where did the napkin belong? What if I didn’t get the place setting right? I promise I’m not exaggerating. Setting the table sends me googling and worrying…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Depending on your definition of a morning person, I may or may NOT be one. I [might] prefer keeping talking to a minimum while my brain wakes up and my limbs respond to its corresponding signals. In the morning, I [might] drag around with a cup of hot tea giving silent smiles in response to…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Relationships are both work and reward. Without the work {which often consists of an unmatched level of vulnerability and humility}, the reward of growing deeper in love and compassion is often missed. I have experienced a lot of “fringe-ships” over the years. I’m generally close enough to know just enough to feel like I’m known,…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Size has been a point of conversation my entire life. Mind you, it’s not a topic I’ve initiated or enjoyed. Mere dislike of a subject doesn’t keep it at bay, unfortunately. In elementary school, I was often “volun-told” to crawl under the bathroom stall and unlock the door. Not only does my current germaphobe self…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Running has always been a natural tendency of mine. Not in the lace up your shoes and pound the pavement kind of way, but from circumstances and situations. It’s instinctive, really. I was created with a small dose of fight, and an excessive amount of flight! After years of hindsight, I figured out that fear…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
The memory of the moment remains with me after all these years. Camp Widjiwagan was my home for one week, which was just enough time to sear the experience in my mind. Amid all the wonderful camp fire songs, the sound of creaky cabin doors and floors, and glorious camp food, we also enjoyed pool…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I have a long history with church. While my dad was leading singing, my mom was prepping communion and teaching Sunday school. I have secretly wondered if I was born at the hospital or in a church pew, because I have few memories that didn’t include our small church. That church family was my lifeline.…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Last year, during a passing conversation, a wise friend asked me if I noticed any reoccurring feedback for my teaching or writing. Until she asked the question, I hadn’t been attentive enough to notice a repeating theme. Suffice it to say, I resolved to listen with new intention. As I listened, a common response DID…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
In the early 90’s, there was a bumper sticker popular among concert crowds. It contained three words with one direct message. Mean people suck. At first glance, I kind of liked it. I could get behind an anti-mean movement. When I gave the statement a little more thought, I wrestled with the contradiction. Saying mean…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Alyssa DeLosSantos 