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Carrying Hope (at the Mudroom)

My hardest days at work aren’t the days when my students are loud or disobedient or unkind to each other. Those days are hard, don’t get me wrong, but they aren’t the hardest. We have procedures and consequences in place for those things, we learn from them and then we move on. Those are the […]

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Where I Found God: LGBT Yoga

A few months ago, my blog friend Karissa asked if I’d be interested in writing a post for her “Where I Found God” series, about finding God in unconventional places). I said yes, even though I didn’t know exactly what I’d write about. And then last week, I experienced God pretty far outside the boundaries […]

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It’s Time to Be Brave

  During the month of July here at The Inspired Story, we’re going to be chatting about this WanderFull life with some friends of mine. Today I have Caroline here to tell you about where her journeys are taking her these days and what she’s learning along the way. Her brave side is big and growing, and I hope yours is […]

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Perhaps some who wander are lost.

Where are you going? In ever increasing circles to someplace I don’t know.   During the month of July here at The Inspired Story, we’re going to be chatting about this WanderFull life with some friends of mine. Today I have a guest here to tell you about where her journeys are taking her these days and what she’s learning along […]

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Wandering Into Identity

During the month of July here at The Inspired Story, we’re going to be chatting about this WanderFull life with some friends of mine. Today I have Whitney Conard from Journey Mercies here to tell you about where her journeys are taking her these days and what she’s learning along the way. I’m flying back to the US today and […]

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Broken Things (a Guest Post at Incourage Today)

Last week, I was trying to quickly put away dishes, mumbling under my breath about roommates who never clean up after themselves, when a ceramic bowl slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor. I stared at it in shock, broken cleanly into three pieces. I looked frantically around to see if anyone […]