Today is the birthday of Beatrix Potter, who reminds us that imagination can be the glue that binds us to home.
My own story of belonging is both different from and similar to Brené’ Brown’s. Since I didn’t fit in, I used my oddness to my advantage. That worked as a kid but hurt me as an adult.
We all have a need to belong. In Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, belonging is smack in the middle of the pyramid, right there with love.
Today is Mazie’s Gotcha Day anniversary. One year since we met and I brought her home with me. And what a year it’s been! She was four weeks pregnant when we met and had recently been rescued from a home with 100 dogs. No… Continue Reading “One Year with Mazie”
Grieving for our Childhood, Not our Country The place I lived as a child . . . has completely vanished. . . there’s no evidence that any of what I remember actually happened, or that the people I knew ever existed. . . The… Continue Reading “Nostalgia”
There are a whole lot of moms who do not love their children as we expect mothers to and who do not provide the things a child needs to grow up feeling at home in the world.
John O’Donohue wrote, “The body is your only home in the universe. It is your house of belonging here in the world.” But what if we don’t feel at home in our bodies?
Things have changed a lot in recent years. The traditional roles of mother and father aren’t what they were when many of us were growing up – and certainly not what they were in the time of our grandparents and those before them. Today,… Continue Reading “The Special Role of Fathers”
Too often we create home based on what we’ve known and what’s familiar. But that’s not always what’s best. True comfort often requires us to move beyond the past.
Sometimes going home is wonderful. Other times, not so much. Each going home is filled with expectation and hope. If our visit is good, home burrows further into our hearts and psyches. And if it is not, home loosens its grip.
Why does one place feel like home and another place, while beautiful or lovely in many ways, does not? How is it that I don’t care much for Tuscany, when it is so well-renowned for its beauty? To put it simply (very simply), places… Continue Reading “Imprints of Home: Fragments We Carry, Wherever We Are”
Almost 10,000 black Americans lost their homes in the Greenwood massacre of 1921. If you don’t know this history, you’re not alone. But it’s time that you do.