I just finished listening to Susanna Barlow’s Memoir, Not In My House on Audible. I started reading it on Kindle, but after a few chapters, I really wanted to hear Susanna’s story in her own voice. I love that voice and the knowledge, understanding and wisdom it conveys. I love […]
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Here is an email that Lisa received from Ernest Holm Svendsen last year entitled, “Stop Running From The Rain”: Dear Lisa,When The Work isn’t working for us, it’s often because we’re not allowing enough space for our feelings.A client came to me after working on the same situation again and […]
I have used this phrase over the years when speaking with my sons when they were younger, and now with my grandkids: Discipline is doing what needs to be done, when it needs to be done, whether you like it or not. I think that’s a fairly good definition of […]
I admit that this is very new to me. Thanks to M.C. Escher (one of my favorite artists), I knew what a Mobius strip was, but I had never heard of a Klein bottle before Skyler and his family gave me one for my unbirthday a few weeks ago. The […]
In January, 2025, Lisa received the following email from Ernest Holm Svendsen, a practitioner of the techniques Byron Katie has developed and which are referred to as, “The Work”. Ernest has his own practice and runs the website, “https://www.theartofbeinghuman.com“ Ernest is the author of the book, “How To End The […]
Please allow me to introduce you to Leroy Elroy Snelph, a fictional character I thought up a few years ago. He has his own email address, and as of yesterday, he has his own FaceBook page, so he must be an actual person now. I mean, isn’t that what makes […]
For most people, learning to read is the foundation of everything that comes after. For me, it was a story worth telling—and one I’ve carried with me through nearly six decades. I’ll be honest: I didn’t learn how to read in first grade. I can’t say for certain why. What […]
My brother got married in September 1983. The ceremony followed a tradition that didn’t call for a best man—but my brother never saw an absence where he could see an opportunity. He asked me to be his best man at the reception, and gave me this Hallmark wood pen as […]
The other day, my grandson Emerson and I wandered through the aisles of our local thrift store, browsing all the usual treasures. Emerson found some playing cards, and I found some rubber ducks and a big bag of brightly colored plastic combs. My photographer brain saw the combs and thought, […]