Weekly-ish Letter :: No.1
An Introduction, Where I've Been, & Some Stories & Ideas To Fuel Your Adventurous Soul
Well hello there!
Let me begin by saying this: I know how distracting emails and updates like this can be especially when they are filled with a smattering of delightful resources and links (as you’ll see at the end of this letter). If you’re anything like me, you long to read every word and click on every article and jump down all the rabbit holes.
Sadly, I know don’t have that kind of time right now. So I try to put a limit on myself.
Here’s what I do when I receive these kinds of useful and uplifting notes from people whom I consider worth my time:
First, I honor my desire to learn and stay curious.
Second, I only choose only the top one or two links or bits of information that pique my interest and stir my heart.
Then, I save them for later or read them right away, whenever I can give them my full attention.
Perhaps this might work for you too?
Now, a little story about where I’ve been.
Over a year ago, I pivoted from writing on my personal blog to starting up a magazine.
This was due in part to some seismic shifts happening in my life. The major one being my faith. It had been slowly unraveling/evolving/transitioning since my husband and I’s arrival in America after being impassionate Christian missionaries overseas.
It still startles me to think about where I am now, compared to those years we spent devoted to sharing “the good news” (which by the way isn’t really good news to anyone except Christians).
Coinciding with a physical move to our supposed dream home on acreage, my husband and I came to see more clearly that the perspectives and beliefs we had built our entire lives upon were no longer a solid foundation for us anymore. We were moving in more ways than one.
During this time, new dreams and ideas started surfacing in my heart, or perhaps they’d always been there but I just felt too rebellious to entertain them. I realized I no longer fit in the traditional Christian circles I was once so committed to.
I continued sharing my writing haphazardly on Instagram and kept my posts vague. I also dedicated daily time to writing in my journal through the pandemic, a habit I highly recommend (free therapy!). I dug into questions I was secretly asking and sorted through many emotional experiences.
Out of this process, I decided to experiment with a phrase that had been mulling over and over in my head- being human.
In the course of a few short months (over the summer of 2020) I invited two kindred spirits to join me in brainstorming what Being Human wanted to be and become. Then off we went! Being Human turned into a print and digital magazine quicker than we anticipated. We also gathered quite a community of fellow risk-taking artists, writers, poets, and seekers to journey with us. (Join us!)
I share this little story to give you some context and let you know where I’m coming from as I begin to share my writing again more publically.
And without further ado, here are some reads and listens to fuel your adventure:
A book I’m listening to on Audible- in the car, on the treadmill, while cooking dinner. Can’t get enough of this story! (Update: I finished it and it was worth every minute of my time!)
I love anything from or about Krista Tippett. This is her favorite poem and I keep thinking about it.
I just discovered the smiling Ingrid Fetell Lee and her book Joyful. Her blog is a great place to start if you want a taste of her message! Her words give me a happiness infusion. Maybe begin with these two posts, they really resonated with where I’m at in life:
Let It Be Easy: “Perhaps this holiday you don’t need to make both pies from scratch. Perhaps you don’t need to make your own wreath, or hand write the place cards.”
7 Joyful Alternative to Meditation: “I don’t meditate.
It’s a simple fact that often feels like a confession. After all, meditation is hailed as an almost magical cure in self-help circles, and the list of benefits it offers is undeniably impressive.”
With anticipation for what’s ahead as we travel together,