Cultivating A Beautiful Mind
Photo taken from: https://www.hppr.org/post/growing-high-plains-cultivate-your-mind-2017 My friends know that when I arrived in the UK one of my major annoyances was having limited WiFi (I’ve written about how I learned to embrace this). I was then annoyed by my access – or
A Heart to Serve
There are mornings like today when I wake up and my heart is overwhelmed with a desire for service. I’ve always known that service means a lot to me: helping others; sharing of whatever resources I could; making sure that
#GoalsForGod
I have several journals – at this time I have about five in various places around my home and office. I use them all! They serve different purposes and are of different sizes and quality. Yesterday, I thumbed through one
The Danger of Being Un-Boxed
Around the age of 18 or so (a LONG time ago :-)) I realized how much I despised being boxed in. I hated that people made assumptions about me or my lifestyle based on how I looked, or where I
On Faith and Fitness: My Prelude to 40
Image taken from: https://crystalstine.me/ On September 4th of last year I wrote a blog post introducing you all to what I’d planned to be a series of posts counting down to my 40th birthday. Just a few weeks later, we were
Clarity
It has been a week and a half since I have been here (feels like so much longer). On my commutes to work, I often wonder why my mind has felt so clear – no major decisions to be made
#BreeTakesTheUK
Ironically, one of my first posts about my semester abroad features the quote included in this post by poet Mary Oliver. She transitioned the next day. Today is my fourth day of five months (at a minimum :-)) that I
Wild and Crazy Love
Everyone deserves a wild and crazy love … the kind love that seems irrational, unpredictable, unprecedented, all-encompassing, and all-consuming. Everyone deserves a wild and crazy love that keeps you up at night, has you consulting with your girl (and guy)
Don’t Cry for Me
Never in a million years did I imagine our physical time together would end this way. When I received the news of your tragic and sudden death, it felt like my heart had been snatched from my body. I felt
And then the storm came …
Fall semester started off with a bang, alongside my commitment to blog at least once a month as I count down to my 40th birthday. Classes were in full swing, committees were assigned, writing projects outlined on my calendar, and