Doughnuts to Donuts: The Cost of Comparison

Or, comparison is the thief of joy…. The feeling that swept over me was familiar, too familiar. I read the post on Facebook and that feeling wriggled up from my gut, through my chest, clutching my throat and scraping the sides of my trachea til it reached my brain. I hate that envy. I hate it a whole lot. But I have it. I hold it deep in the recesses of my…

8 things I wish I’d known about the Orthodox Church

I make lists. Some days just the act of sitting down and writing out the list feels like an accomplishment. I used to try to keep track of these things on my phone, in fact I have at least three apps plus the notepad and the calendar to keep my stuff together so to speak. It works, for a little while at least. But there’s nothing like the piece of actual paper…

Day 18: Staff

For the last few months I’ve been working on a sort of daily Advent devotional for my DoxaSoma folks. I wrote one a few years ago and uploaded that, “The Daily Practice of Prayer” ran just for 30 days and was meant to help people integrate some mindfulness in their fitness practice. Prayer and Practice for people who don’t usually associate those two. Now, as an Orthodox christian I get prayer and…

Day 17: Sword

In his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and his face was like the sun shining in full strength. Revelation 1:16 This has been a hard year. My husband and I were talking recently about how this might go down in the annuls as the hardest year we’ve had in a long while. Relationship-wise, we’ve been fine, connecting and deepening in our marriage. We’re…

Day 7: Temple

Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own. – 1 Cor. 6:19   About 18 years ago I was sitting on a beach in the late afternoon. My husband and I were in Long Beach, California for a video shoot. At that time we were just starting our film production business, we had the…

Lives of the Saints: St Joseph

I ran across this item on Amazon.com the other day. St Joseph Home Seller Kit Non Catholics or even Non Cradle Catholics would find this bizarre, I’m sure. But for me, growing up in the heavy German Catholic territory of Cincinnati, Ohio in the 70’s this idea was well-known. I’m not sure exactly how it originated but the plan to bury statues of St Joseph in one’s yard to help sell the…

Godparenting…

I have four god-daughters- one Orthodox and three non-Orthodox. The non-Orthodox god-daughters are my niece, the daughter of my bestie, Paula and the daughter of my bestie, Dina. Jennifer, Agatha and Meg are lovely, intelligent and creative as they enter into their preteen and teenage years respectively. I’m incredibly proud of them and I’m thankful I’ve had the chance to walk alongside with their parents and watch them grow. When our kids…