Because if we opened ourselves to joy, well, there could be . . . dancing. And then how would we ever get back to the real grind of work?

I’ve lived the life of an over-eager onion peeler for many years.

2. Life is bitter/sweet.

'Tis the season to get those “our-kids-are-taking-a-break-from-Harvard-to-serve-in-the-Peace-Corps” Christmas letters.

I’ll take sticks and stones to break my bones any day because it’s words that hurt me. Sadly, it’s not someone else shouting them at me. It’s my own inner voice whispering them in my ear.

Do you know how to totally paralyze a book lover? Tag her in a Facebook message challenging her to list her top ten books.

Choosing the "AND" Life in an Easy-Button, Less-Filling World

They show up every day and run their race by faith that God is good in the midst of a life not planned nor wanted.T

Just press the blasted key. Publish the blog. Send that submission. Sign up for that race. Why is it so hard? Because, then, there are no excuses. You're out there.

Is there one word to describe me? From having lived in seven states and Puerto Rico, to my seemingly unrelated academic degrees, to my housekeeping abilities, and thought process, it could be scattered.