A kindergartner might take a glacier's age to put on a single tennis shoe while mom impatiently rattles the car keys in the morning, but put the same kindergartner in a circle with 24 other 5-year-olds and a single tub of crayons, and they move too fast to clock. Like iron filings to a magnet, … Continue reading Stand down the SWAT Team
Tag: Prayer
O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
The rich singing-voice of my German Grandpa is part of the soundtrack of my childhood. We used to live with my grandparents for the summers, and I remember him tucking me into bed with songs from the 40’s. “I’d rather have a paper doll to call my own than have a fickle-hearted green-eyed girl”… And … Continue reading O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
Sailor’s Knot, Compass Rose
Whenever I'm grappling with a difficult decision, my A.A. Sponsor asks me, "What does your gut tell you?" Usually I already know what course of action my “gut” is pointing me toward, but those instincts tend to solidify when she verbalizes them. "Listen to your gut--that's God talking," she tells me. Oh great...God talks to … Continue reading Sailor’s Knot, Compass Rose
Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
When my husband Keoni and I met (in Rehab, of all places!) he was 52 and I was 34. We tend to get reactions from people when we’re out arm-in-arm; it’s an inverse bell-curve, where reactions are heavily loaded at the ends of the spectrum rather than the middle. He either gets fist-bumps, or snide … Continue reading Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
In the Market for a Maker
“Get a God,” I hear repeatedly in the rooms of A.A. “If you don’t get God… You’re wrecked. Your own 'best thinking' got you here, so you'd better get God and follow directions.” I'm told my God can be anything, anything at all with power higher than my own—“hell, even a doorknob,” an old-timer smirks, … Continue reading In the Market for a Maker
Amazing Grace, how sweet the SOUNDS
When my youngest daughter was born, I didn't know if I'd get to keep her. She arrived three months early, weighing in at just over two pounds, and I scrapped her intended middle name in favor of "Grace"--if she stayed with us, it would be entirely a matter of Grace. In her three months … Continue reading Amazing Grace, how sweet the SOUNDS
Adventures of The Spermudgeon & The Scribbler
(If you didn't guess from the title, there's some adult-ish content here... Just so you know.) You've no doubt already gathered that I get a kick out of teasing my husband about his age. He's wonderfully young at heart (and wonderfully good-humored about my endless ribbing)--and given that he was in college when I was … Continue reading Adventures of The Spermudgeon & The Scribbler
Kana's Chronicles 