Recently in the Baltimore airport I met a lovely woman and I let her rub me all over. Well not entirely all over, but back, arms, neck and head so a lot of body was covered. And it occurred to me that it was in fact a little odd that I was letting a perfect stranger…
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or why do we have to choose. I don’t know too many people who are really good at self-care. Maybe it’s that famed Puritan work-ethic, but it doesn’t seem to me that the lack of ability around self-care, or the tendency to push through the pain are either limited to populations influenced by that particular…
If I had to pick a place to be it would very likely be somewhere near water. I don’t love being in water, unless it is very warm outside or very warm in the water (I don’t like being cold), but I do very much like being water adjacent. That is, I like being able…
Faith Works 