Sunday, October 23, 2011


So say it has been awhile is a bit of an understatement.... But i have been meaning to get back in the blogging world. Not like i was totally proactive in the first place.. but ya know.

Many things have changed..

1. moved in with some sweet roommates.
2. new jobs
3. new friends
4. new hair
5. ...... and i'm a mormon. (not even kidding)

well... this is my update, for now. I'll probably write something amazing and life changing later. But for now, "that ul do pig, that ul do."

Sunday, March 20, 2011

fairy tale...

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, a white dress, and prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lay in bed at night and close yours eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Clause, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming... they were all so close you could taste them. But eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is, it's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its life.... and one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different then you dreamed. The castle, well it may not be a castle. And its not so important, that happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See, once in awhile, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in awhile people may even take your breath away.

Thursday, February 24, 2011


A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if i had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? what if you're making a mistake you cant undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told, We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the dang poets urging us to seize the day! Still sometimes we have to see for yourselves, we have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons, we have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Pages of Life...

I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time....

Its a living book, this life; it folds out in a million settings, case with a billion beautiful characters, and it's almost over for you. Its doesn't matter how old you are; it is coming to a close quickly, and soon the credits will roll and all your friends will fold out of your funeral and drive back to their homes in cold and still and silence. And they will make a fire and pour some wine and think about how you once were... and feel a kind of sickness at the idea you never again will be.

So soon you will be in that part of the book where you are holding the bulk of the pages in your left hand, and only a thin wisp of the story in your right. You will know by the page count, not by the narrative, that the Author is wrapping things up. You being to mourn its ending, and want to pace yourself slowly toward its closure, knowing the last lines will speak of something beautiful, of the end of something long and earned, and you hope the thing closes out like last breaths, like whispers about how much and who the characters have come to love, and how authentic the sentiments feel when they have earned a hundred pages of qualification.

And so my prayer is that your story will have involved some leaving and some coming home, some Summer and some winter, some roses blooming out like children in a play. My hope is your story will be about changing, about getting something beautiful born inside you, about learning to love a woman or a man, about learning to love a child, about moving yourself around water, around mountains, around friends, about learning to love others more than we love ourselves, about learning oneness as a way of understand God. We get one story, you and I, and one story along. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?