The phrase “the fog was so thick you could cut it with a knife” never felt as true as this morning. I don’t recall walking in fog so dense I could feel the “push” of droplets on my face. My head lamp highlighted the sparkling mist dancing gracefully in the air. I could feel its … Continue reading The Unexpected Effect of Fog
Sitting in the Waters of Discomfort
Unfamiliar gear strapped to my back: the bulk heavy with anticipation. We checked each others tanks to make sure we had wrestled them on correctly, rubik-cubed the snorkle on to the mask and spit at the appropriate time and place to prevent mask fog, all in preparation for our first dive. With anticipatory thoughts … Continue reading Sitting in the Waters of Discomfort
Accusation answered with defensiveness always fuels tension.
Sounds like a news headline. Instead it is a reminder I gleaned from an argument, one brought on by pain: physical, emotional, spiritual. I watched, I listened and as observer was able to see without a cloud of emotions dimming my view. On the surface Christine made a request to her husband Ralph. This request … Continue reading Accusation answered with defensiveness always fuels tension.