The Injured Body

By: Martha Tatarnic I have spent the better part of my thirties on a runner’s high. In a decade jam-packed with family and work responsibilities, running has become the “Big Marble” that has to go into the jar first in order for all of the other marbles to fit. And while, as a Christian leader, […]

Give Me a Minute, I’m New

It’s hard work being the new kid. Almost exactly one month ago I started a new job in an industry I have never worked in before. Everything is different. In my previous jobs I was always in front of a computer, usually working alone. Now I deal with people all day. I’ve gone from a […]

I Am Undone

In my therapy session this week (yes, I talk to a therapist every week and have done so for 25 years), the word that emerged was: undone. Exactly right. The entire session had felt like a chaotic purge of some sort, one story after another came tumbling out, seemingly unconnected. And yet, as she so […]

Becoming

I wish I were, but I’m not. I wish I were wise and good and gentle and kind. I wish I were delightful and loving and caring. I wish I were calm and demure. I wish I were gracious and humble. I wish I were chill and even-keeled and steady. I wish I were forgiving […]

Slow Everything Down

I’m a fast person. I type fast. I walk fast. I talk fast. I get tasks done fast. I’m just not a tortoise; I’m definitely a hare. My husband, Jose, always teases me that I can do the same task as him in half the time. This is a good quality in some ways. I […]