Today we gather to remember Junarita Rachel May Shinn. She had a rather unique first name. Many, many times, her name was misread or mispelled, and mistakenly pronounced “Juanita.” In my entire life, I never met another JUNARITA. I doubt many people have. And wasn’t this woman as unique as her name? Many of you …
As a writer, I enjoy seeing how others use words to communicate. I’ve finally learned to stop comparing my writing to someone else who I admire or appreciate. There is no reason for me to try and sound like Seth Godin or Tyler Huckabee. The world already has their voice. I need to figure out …
As any gardener knows, leave a patch of ground bare and you’ve just sent out an invitation for weeds to grow there. Mother Earth is a modest lady. She doesn’t like to be uncovered for very long. Her favorite color is green. But she doesn’t pick out her own clothes. Nature will pick them for …
As an intuitive person who has easy access to read his emotions, I have to purposefully limit the amount of news and social media that wants to invade my space. It’s primarily due to the escalating level of anger that is dark, pervasive, and yet so inviting. Anger is a necessary, primal emotion. But if …
Here is Part III of my reflections on grief and how the Enneagram is helping me process the loss of my wife of nearly 30 years. Recording is so different than writing. I’m still getting accustomed to hearing my own voice through the speakers. Thanks for listening.
Here is Part II in my reflections on my marriage and the passing of my wife seven months ago. I tell about how the Enneagram has allowed me to walk back through the major events of life during my nearly 30 years of marriage and how it has given me insight into the issues we …
Read more “Understanding My Grief And The Enneagram – Part II”
Today’s post is in audio form. It’s about 20 minutes long. I wanted to communicate some new things I am learning about myself as I walk through the loss of my wife and how the Enneagram has helped bring understanding for me. Make room.
I watched the video of mistreatment of George Floyd that led to his death. Afterward, I sat quietly. I pondered this question: What can I do? I felt so powerless sitting in my sadness, as I am sure many others felt. What can I do to stop this kind of treatment of fellow human beings? …
My dad could fix anything, and I am so grateful he had me right alongside to hold the flashlight on every occasion. In the crawlspace under the house repairing the plumbing, or under the hood of the pickup adjusting the timing, or in the garage changing out the flywheel pin on the lawn mower engine. …
As a writer, I need words to communicate. And there are many times (like this morning) when I sit down to write and I don’t know where to begin. I have an idea, a thought or emotion that I want to convey, but I’m not sure from which garden to go out and gather words …