Hello! Welcome to my house.
After using this room as a catch-all for years, we finally turned it into my home office. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner! In the side-by-side photos below, you can see the sunroom was lovely before, but it didn’t serve a purpose for me. The table was too small to work at and it was floating in the center of the room so there was no easy way to have my computer plugged in unless the cord draped across the floor. But now, the desk holds my computer, books, and serves as a surface for my two swivel chairs.
Before:
After:
Once I decided to make the sunroom my office, I was able to turn the room that was formely my office into a podcast recording studio. (And by “studio” I just mean a designated space to record the podcast. Nothing fancy, as you will see in these before and after photos below.)
Before:
After:
I’m amazed at the difference those velvet drapes make for the acoustics in the room. I close them when I’m recording and it softens the sound nicely. (And is much prettier than having acoustic foam everywhere.)
Desk: Dillon L-Shape Rotating Desk || Pottery Barn
This desk can either be assembled straight across or in an L-shape in either direction. I LOVE it.
Desk chair: RealSpace Modern Comfort Winsley Bonded Leather Mid-Back Manager’s Chair
I bought mine at Office Depot but I’m linking to Amazon here as it’s cheaper than what I paid. It’s not the most beautiful chair out there, but after learning the Cozy Minimalist way, I knew exactly what I was looking for. I needed something that would swivel, raise up and down, and lean back.
Swivel chairs: Brandt Upholstered Swivel Armchair in Dover Crescent (or whatever the lightest option is) I bought mine from Burke Decor but Wayfair shipping will be much better (I had to wait a few months for them to arrive.)
Rug: Off White Veronica Wool Braided Area Rug || Rugs USA
Desk Lamp: Large Ceramic Table Lamp Black || Target
This one is currently out of stock at Target. Here’s a similar to mine: Alva 30-inch Vintage Resin Urn Table Lamp
Dresser: Bought second-hand at a local consignement store (Red Collection for those who live nearby)
Bookshelf in the sunroom office: Peir-One’s store close-out sale. One of the shelves was broken so we took it out and made it work!
Round table in the studio: Leilani Tulip Dining Table || World Market
Rug in studio: Hand braided Jute Natural Area Rug
Drapes: TwoPages Birkin Velvet Curtain Pleated in Warm Black (You can have these customized on the TwoPages website or order them directly from Amazon in standard sizes)
We haven’t painted these rooms in 15 years and it shows. But I still love the colors:
Sunroom office paint: Sherwin Williams Oyster Bay
Studio paint: Sherwin Williams Sea Salt
I could not have made the decisions for this room that needed to be made without the guidance of The Cozy Community. Myquillyn is my actual, in real life sister, and still I signed up for the community and followed the steps in the right order. She did not come to my house and help me make decisions. I followed along just like everyone else and now I have two rooms I love. They’re unfinished, but I know what to do next thanks to her teaching.
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Home By Another Way by Barbara Brown Taylor
“The problem is that people we cannot stand are loved just as much as we are, by a God with an upsetting sense of community.” page 45
This was one of my morning books. I read one short chapter a morning during November and December. It’s a collection of BBT’s sermons, starting with Advent and moving through to the season after Pentecost. Reading it has reminded me all over again why she is one of my favorites.
In The Shelter by Pádraig Ó Tuama
“Hope is a song sung when everything else says you shouldn’t be signing. Hope is joy. Hope is a testimony that says ‘even if it doesn’t come true, I will live like it might.’ Hope is what helps us survive. Hope is little light.” page 178
As a poet, a storyteller, and a theologian, Irish writer Pádraig Ó Tuama writes about finding a home in the world, about saying hello to here, to the beginning, to the imagination, to the body, and to the shadow. This book was a kind companion for me during a time when I desperately needed one. Highly recommend.
Walking in Wonder by John O’Donohue
“There’s a great wisdom in perspective and distance. It is usually when we are myopic and close up to a thing and we can’t see its contour and all, that it totally imprisons and controls us. Whereas when you step back, you get another view, and you pick up a way of relating to the situation which frees you predominately.” page 155
After John O’Donohue died, author John Quinn edited and collected various writings and lectures of O’Donohue’s and complied them into this beautiful book. John O’Donohue has long been one of my favorite voices and this book is a lovely collection of the way the wonder he saw in the world.
Hannah Coulter by Wendell Berry
“After she left, the house slowly filled up with silence. [His] absence came into it and filled it. I suffered my hard joy, I gave my thanks, I cried my cry. And then I turned again to that other world I had taught myself to know, the world that is neither past nor to come, the present world where we are alive together and love keeps us.” page 166
My first Wendell Berry read was Jayber Crow and I fell all the way in love with Port William, the fictional town in which the story is set. This is the seventh book in the series and I loved it dearly. Unlike other fiction series, these you don’t necessarily need to read in the order they were released. This may have actually been a good one to start with. It tells the story of Hannah and her life with the men she loved, the land she cultivated, and the losses she had along the way.
Everything Happens for a Reason by Kate Bowler
“Sometimes this ability to live in the moment feels like a gift. My pain feels connected to the pain of others somehow. I notice the look of exhaustion on the young mom’s face at the grocery store and help her with her cart. I give money away more freely, less begrudgingly. I can see now how hard people work to keep it together, but the walls that keep their lives from falling apart are brittle. And I have two months to live. Again.” page 144
I recommend you listen to this one on audiobook if you have that available to you. I always enjoy hearing an author read their own work, but especially when it’s memoir and especially when it’s Kate. At age 35 she was diagnosed with stage IV colon cancer and given only months to live. In the years that have followed, she has wrestled honestly with the reality she has been handed and the terrible advice she’s received along the way, like that everything happens for a reason.
Hers is a voice I never want to stop listening to. She also has a new book that just released, No Cure for Being Human, which is a continuation of her story as she explores the question: what happens when the life you hoped for is put on hold indefinitely?
BONUS: Listen to my conversation with Kate Bowler on The Next Right Thing podcast here.
Dear White Peacemakers by Osheta Moore
“The either/or thinking of white supremacy culture influenced my anti-racism work as I struggled on both sides of the spectrum: Offering too much grace to White people that did not require them to change or grow. Operating with too much grit toward White people, expecting them to work for change but not offering any space for healing or empathy. It was time for me to forge a third way.” page 81
This book is that third way and Osheta Moore has done us right. She takes all of her wisdom and lived experience as a writer, a Christian, a Black woman, and a person who sees beneath the surface of things and she shares it with us. This is a love letter to God’s Beloved Community where the work is tough but all are welcome to participate and to belong.
Honest Advent by Scott Erikson
“It’s a surprise that nothing can separate you from the love of God. Nothing can separate you from love. Your assumptions believe there must be something that can . . . But surprise! Nothing can. May you thank God with joyful surprise at how much you have assumed incorrectly.” page 93
It’s written for the season of Advent, but I’m here to tell you I could read this one all year long. You may be most familiar with Scott Erikson as Scott the Painter on Instagram, where his black, white, and yellow artwork tells a powerful story with makes bold and true statements about the nature of God and people and life. What I loved most about this book is the way Scott gets right to it, minces no words, and has zero time for pretense. It’s a beautiful and refreshing take on the ancient story of God.
A Hidden Wholeness by Parker Palmer
“The shadow behind ‘fixes’ we offer for issues that we cannot fix is, ironically, the desire to hold each other at bay. It is a strategy for abandoning each other while apprising to be concerned. Perhaps this explains why one of the most common laments of our time is that ‘no one really sees me, hears me, or understands me.’
How can we understand another when instead of listening deeply, we rush to repair that person in order to escape further involvement?” page 117
Maybe I’m secretly Quaker? Or maybe it’s not such a secret. This book is a goldmine for anyone who wants to learn how to lead groups in listening. It’s re-awakened my age-old complaint that we have communications classes in college and we are always required to take Public Speaking. And old lady Emily raises her hands in the air: Where is the Public Listening class!? Why is communication limited to speaking only?! If I ever teach Public Listening 101, this book will be first on the required reading list.
Out of Sorts by Sarah Bessey
“Your pet gatekeeper isn’t the sole arbitrator of the Christian faith: there is more complexity and beauty and diversity of voices and experiences within followers of the Way than you know. Remember, your view of Christians, your personal experience with Christians, is a rather small sample: there are a lot more of us out here than you might think.
A lot of us on the other side of that faith shift–eschewing labels and fear tactics, boundary markers and tribalist thinking . . . Labels can be helpful. Now, perhaps, they are not. Our particular tradition doesn’t get our loyalty: that fidelity is for our Jesus.” pages 84-85
I missed this book in 2015 when it released. I had my own book release that year (Simply Tuesday) and that was the year we started hope*writers and my kids were in various stages of growing up and I just missed a lot of voices at that time. But I am a firm believer that books find us when we need them most, and that’s how I felt about this one. I knew Sarah’s voice was one I could turn to in the midst of my own personal wilderness season these past two years, and I am deeply grateful she took the time to write down her experience.
Try Softer by Aundi Kolber
“Learning to love my body rather than just asking it to perform has certainly been a journey. It hasn’t happened by accident, frankly. Trying softer in this way has been one of the most foundational aspects of my journey because my body is the home that holds me.” page 158
I read this one slowly during winter last year and found it to be such a practical companion, especially as we began to slowly make tentative plans for the future and tried to dream again. Aundi manages to take complicated psychological concepts and put them into plain language that is accessible for all of us. Try Softer is a fresh approach to move us out of anxiety, stress, and survival mode and into a life of connection and joy.
BONUS: Listen to my conversation with Aundi Kolber on The Next Right Thing podcast here.
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Check out episode 182: One Fun Decision (The Shoe Episode) for more ridiculation about shoes. If you’re coming here from that episode, welcome! Here are all the shoes mentioned. I do use a few affiliate links throughout this post that helps to support my one fun decision. I’m glad you’re here!
If I were in charge of things, I would vote for everyone to have at least one decision in life that you get to be ridiculously extra about. I’m not advocating that we live beyond our means, overspend, or go into debt for the sake of fun. But what if in a designated area of life or a particular recurring decision, we decided ahead of time to let it be fun and take what it takes?
What if we allowed ourselves to take our time, not because the decision actually takes that kind of time to make, but because the process itself is one we enjoy?
Maybe for you it’s planning a gathering, reviewing books, putting your TV shows into order from most favorite to least favorite. Whether it’s purchasing, planning, collecting, or researching, having one fun decision means our next right thing is to take our time and enjoy the process no matter how inefficient in might be.
Here’s one of my fun decisions: I take a ridiculously long time to decide on shoes. It’s not because it actually takes that long, it’s because I love the process. Since this is one of those areas of life where I’ve done a lot of thinking and researching, I thought it only fair that I share some of my favorite shoes with you.
Note: I buy shoes and keep them forever. I say this because most of these are on the pricey-er end. You’ve been warned.
Find them here: Low Wood Brown Oiled Nubuck
I bought my first pair back in 2016 and they were the first clogs I owned (chosen after months of researching clogs). I typically wear a size 7 or 7.5 US and I have the size 38 Euro in this pair. If they didn’t have a strap, I would get the 37. I wear these clogs with everything and have taken them with me when I have traveled to Israel, London (twice) and Italy.
I’ve spilled red sauce on them, walked in the pouring rain, and have navigated all manner of reasonable terrain in these and somehow they always bounce back. The water dries, the stains fade, and the shoe is better for it. (Pay no attention to the inside of my old shoes. They age well on the outside!)
I have purchased two other pairs of Lotta clogs and these are by far my favorites. The other pairs I bought: The Classic Black Clog (I returned these because I think I bought the wrong size: they kept slipping off my feet) and the Peep Toe Clogs (they look more like sandals, also have the strap. I also love these but don’t wear them as often as the Low Woods.)
Find them here: Swedish Hasbeen Lacy SandalAnd some similar options: Women’s Lacy Debutant Platform and Sling Back Sandals, Red
When I started looking for clogs, I had my eye on either the Lottas or the Swedish Hasbeens. So when I was in London in the summer of 2019 and happened to see a Swedish Hasbeen store in the Seven Dials area of Covent Garden, I walked right in because of course I did.
After months of reading clog reviews, I was glad to be able to try on a lot of pairs at one time. The ones I have are hard to find now, but I linked to them anyway as well as a few similar options.
If you can’t tell from the photo above, these clogs make me all kinds of happy. I think it’s my Dorothy Gale obsession. Red shoes! Now all I need is a yellow brick road.
Find them here: No. 6 New School Clogs on Wedge
This is the style Kristen Bell wears as Eleanor Shellstrop in The Good Place. She has them in Palomino and have them in Celery. Because they are slip-ons, I ordered the 37 (in clogs with straps I wear a 38) and the fit is just right for me. Bear in mind the heel is 3 inches so I don’t wear them quite as often but they are surprisingly comfortable for such a high wedge.
I knew I wanted a color other than brown or black for this stye of clog. At the time, the only other option available was this color (Celery) which is a green taupe-ish color. I might choose the Bone or Chalk (pictured above) if I had the option. Note: Mine are suede while the Palomino are not.
Find them here: Tieks Boutiek
Alternative: Lucky Brand Women’s Emmie Ballet Flat
Alternative: Minnetonka Women’s Suede Anna Ballerina Flat
Full disclosure: These are not my favorite shoes. I read reviews for months before I finally chose a pair in Metallic Gold in size 7. I am typically closer to a 7.5 but they don’t come in half sizes and the website said to size down because they stretch.
Of course when they arrived (in the most fun packaging!), they were too small and I could tell there was no hope they would stretch enough to be comfortable. So I sent them back for a size 8. (The customer service was great to work with and exchanging was easy.)
And while they are comfortable for ballet flats, they do not (in my opinion for my foot) live up to the high price tag. However, if you are a ballet flat lover and want one that travels well and will hold up over time, you might consider trying a pair of Tieks.
Find them here: Avarcas USA Pons – Use code EMILYNPONS for 15% off!
Out of all my shoes that make an appearance on Instagram, these are the ones I’m asked about the most. I’ll be honest and say when I first saw these shoes, I was not immediately drawn to them. There doesn’t seem to be much to them. Don’t they fall off your feet?! Just the one random strap?!
But because finding a great shoe is a fun process for me and because I didn’t really have a good flat that I loved, I decided to jump into the research and chose a pair of Taupe Pons in size 8 (I was worried the 7s would be too small).
I wore these for almost a full year and loved them, but always wondered if they were too big. So I was excited to find a store in San Diego that sold them in person. (That makes it sound like I just happened upon a store. For clarity, understand that when I say “found a store” I mean I obsessively researched who carried Pons in California before I visited so that I could try them on in person).
Gold Leaf (an adorable shop, by the way) carries several different colors of Pons. When I mentioned to the shop owner that I thought mine might be too big, she took one look at them and affirmed that yes, they were too big and I definitely need a size 7. So I bought a pair on the spot in Brown and have loved them since that moment.
As for the “random strap” – I cannot explain to you how they work, only that they do. Once I got the right size, I wear them everywhere all the time in spring and summer.
The shoes are handcrafted by the 3rd generation of the Pons family in Menorca, Spain and let’s just say that family knows what they’re doing. I adore these shoes.
Note for The Next Right Thing podcast listeners: Here are a few more shoes mentioned in the episode but can’t find links for (this is the worst photo ever I’m so sorry.)
I don’t know how much time I spent over the years choosing these 8 shoes but I’m here to tell you I thoroughly enjoyed the process. In fact, each shoe reminds me of a particular time in my life. I’ll stop there before I make things weird.
If this is your first time here, I don’t usually talk about shoes. But I always talk about decision-making, discernment, and your next right thing. Check out The Next Right Thing podcast or sign up here for help on making any decision today.
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What started as a a post I shared at the end of every month transitioned into a post every season, sharing what I’ve learned in the last 90 days. We are doing our best around here, setting the intention to engage in reflection while also realizing we are all, in a way, relearning how to be people in the midst of countless transitions, questions, and reconsiderations.
Once per quarter I share my in-process considerations, not necessarily fully worked out narratives. You’re invited in on the journey. I reserve the right to change my mind. Here are 8 things I’m learning in no particular order.
My friend Holly told me this years ago when I asked for her advice about a speaking engagement. If you have hesitations at the beginning, tiny red flags don’t get smaller. They only grow. I have found this to be true over and over again. This continues to be a guiding principle for decision-making for me, both personally and professionally.
He left the house at 9:15 p.m. to pick up our daughter from work. Five minutes later, my phone rings. You have to see the moon tonight. I’ve never seen it so big. I pulled on shoes, jumped in my car, and drove straight east. That first glimpse is always magic and photos always disappoint.
In the spring of 2019, I wrote about 3 things to do when things end. I still agree with myself (this is not always true about my own past writing!) and I’ve been putting into practice some of my own simple advice. We’ve been walking through a lot of endings these days. Acknowledging them, marking them, and celebrating the humans we’re becoming is something I will never regret.
When I interviewed Megan Hyatt Miller earlier this month, we talked about having an evening shut down routine, a way of ending the work day and entering into family life at home. A morning routine is not my problem, but that evening transition from work to home is something I’m still working out. This season I’ve named it as something that matters.
For years I’ve thought the opposite of people pleasing was somehow learning not to care what people think. I found that to be difficult and even harmful at times.
Instead, I’m learning to care in a different way. Sometimes that means disruption or discomfort in relationship. It doesn’t mean I don’t care what the people think, but it does mean that the people don’t get to decide if I’m okay or not. What people need most is my solid presence and my steadfast insistence on being okay with or without their consent.
I keep writing a paragraph and then deleting it. Hence the complications.
On the Saturday before Easter I shared on Instagram that John and I have left our church and we haven’t yet found a new one (though we have been quietly visiting another local church and sitting in the very back for a time.)
I wasn’t (and I’m not) fully ready to talk about it. Yet. And also maybe I never will be? It all feels really personal because it is. But I also realize so many of you are in the same place with us.
But what I learned this season is it helps to say words about it, even small ones. So many of you are faithful, are deeply committed to Jesus, and are also asking important questions of yourselves and of the church. You’re not alone.
We watched this documentary over the weekend, Tulsa Burning: The 1921 Race Massacre on the History channel. It happened one hundred years ago today and I didn’t know about it until this weekend. I didn’t know a word. As it turns out, what we don’t know can hurt us. I’m committed to keep learning.
Saying yes to lunch with a friend. Actually resting instead of multi-tasking. Scheduling a long-overdue mammogram. Taking a walk with John. Crying in the shower and not scolding myself for it. These are small actions, some more enjoyable than others. But they are all movements towards being a friend to myself. I’m learning how important that is.
I love having a community of people who value the art of reflection. Now we have a Guided Journal dedicated to this important practice. If you don’t have a copy yet, the beginning of a season is a good time to start. I’m always glad you’re here.
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For years I’ve been engaging in a practice of looking back before moving ahead. It started as a a post I shared at the end of every month and then transitioned to every season. We are doing our best around here, setting the intention to engage in reflection while also realizing we are all, in a way, relearning how to be people in the midst of countless transitions, questions, and reconsiderations.
“It’s not the experience that brings transformation, it’s our reflection upon our experience.”
Jan Johnson
Once per quarter I share my in-process considerations, not necessarily fully worked out narratives. You’re invited in on the journey. I reserve the right to change my mind. Here are 8 things I’m learning in no particular order.
Our kids are 17, 17, and 14 now and we are officially in the thick of the teenage years. Their needs are nuanced, sometimes confusing, and often hidden. But they need us every bit as much now as they did when they were toddlers. We’re learning how to show up for them without a playbook, a rulebook, or (sometimes) a clue.
Because we weren’t as busy this holiday season as we have been in years past, I did most of our Christmas shopping in November this year. All of the organized humans of the world have been telling us this secret since the dawn of time but I finally learned it for myself. Choosing gifts is much more fun when you aren’t in a hurry.
Speaking of time, my sister and I prioritized time together this winter and it shows. She only lives a little over an hour away, but because of the pandemic we only saw each other three times in 2020 and all of those times were short, social distanced, and around other people.
For a couple of days in the last few months we finally had some time, just the two of us. We ate good food and I cried deep tears and all was right with the world again. I am more myself after I spend time with her. Little sisters will always need their big sisters.
These words from Amanda Gorman’s inaugural poem helped me to discern an area in our life where we were remaining quiet and calling it peace. But in fact our silence was contributing to our lack of peace.
I’m grateful for the poets who use their words and help us to find our own.
This feels like a confession.
We’ve always had a wood burning fireplace and turned our noses up at the gas logs.
We’re not like those people who just turn a knob and have fire. We have to work for it! Bring in the wood and stoke the flames and hope it catches!
And then we stayed at a house with gas logs for a few weeks while we were doing some renovations and now we will never go back.
You just turn a knob and have instant fire! No chapped lips or cold rooms in the rest of the house!
Genius.
Not at the expense of everything else and not intuition all by itself. But I’ve lived most of my life suspicious of myself and this has been a season of calling myself out on that, of paying attention to the knot in my stomach, and of moving toward what I know is right even though people around me might disagree.
I’ve not always been a word of the year person. But last year I chose the word Welcome as my word and let me just tell you: that word was a lifeline in the middle of the pandemic when everything in me wanted to reject what was happening around us.
Instead, God invited me (through my word of the year) to have a different posture toward unwanted circumstances, challenging me to welcome them instead.
We’re only a few months into this new year but already I can tell the same will happen this year.
Pro tip: if you haven’t chosen a word for the year, it’s never too late! I even think it could be helpful to choose a new word every season. This is a great time for that.
I have cried more in the last 12 months than perhaps my whole life combined. This is not an exaggeration. There was a stretch of months where I cried every single day, multiple times a day. I cried so much I thought it might be changing the actual look of my face (this is also not an exaggeration.)
It got to the point where I wished there was a new way to grieve that didn’t involve tears, like jumping or standing on our heads or taking spontaneous flight. But over time I’m learning that God knows what he’s doing, and he designed our bodies to produce healing waters that come from our eyes, the window to our souls. And they fall one drop at a time.
This is what I know: Though the days of the old school blog link up are past, I still love having a community of people who value the art of reflection. Now we have a Guided Journal dedicated to this important practice. If you don’t have a copy yet, the beginning of a season is a good time to start. I’m always glad you’re here.
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For the last several years, I’ve been writing down the titles of books I finish. Then, at the end of the year, I pick 10 favorites and make a list for you here. I’ll include the last six years at the bottom of the post. These are not books released in 2020, but ones I read in 2020. So many great books!
I’ve been reading Sean Dietrich’s work online for years on his website Sean of the South and I’ve always loved his writing. But to sit down with a whole book of his is next level. This is the story of his life, the story he said he would never tell. I was hooked from the first line. I read the hardcover copy but his southern accent drips with story so if you’re into audio books this might be one to listen to the audible sample online before you decide which version to read.
Finally finally finally I finished my friend Deidra’s book this summer. I started it years ago but never finished it for who knows why. But this summer I just wanted to hear from her. I wanted to lean in closer and hear her wisdom and I’m so glad I did. I’m grateful she took the time to write all of this down. The feeling I had had at the end was hope, gratitude, and a profound longing for God who is and how, at this very moment, God is in the business of making all things new.
As you make your own lists of books to read in 2021, perhaps you’ll add a few of my favorites into the mix. To give you more to choose from, I’ll include my 10 favorite books from the past six years.
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“It’s not the experience that brings transformation, it’s our reflection upon our experience.”
For years I’ve been engaging in a practice of looking back before moving ahead. It started as a a post I shared at the end of every month and then transitioned to every season. We are doing our best around here, setting the intention to engage in reflection while also realizing we are all, in a way, relearning how to be people in the midst of countless transitions, questions, and reconsiderations.
This is the place once per quarter where I share my in-process considerations, not necessarily fully worked out narratives. You’re invited in on the journey. I reserve the right to change my mind.
Here are 8 things I’m learning in no particular order (some links used are affiliate links):
It actually always has been a luxury and a gift, but this pandemic has taught me just how much. I used to take for granted the fact that we could forgo our at-home dinner plans and grab something out. Now, eating out is a rarity (Are they open? Do they have outdoor seating? Do they only do carry out?)
One of our favorite local places has outdoor seating and we took full advantage a couple of times this fall. A gift, every minute.
A year ago I would have told you I am a fairly grounded person – integrated mind, body, spirit. But I’m here to tell you after this year I have a lot to learn about being at home in my body, about respecting my own intuition and emotional intelligence.
Take decision-making, for example. If we have a decision to make, most would encourage us to make a list, weigh pros and cons, find clarity of thought. When people make decisions they regret, we often say they “weren’t thinking straight” or “acted emotionally” — all negative connotations.
What about relational intelligence? Emotional maturity? Intuitive decision-making? Imagination and sensing?
Thinking is one form of intelligence, but it isn’t the only form. It’s good and needed but it also isn’t isolated. We need the heart and the body, too.
I’m not just making this up: “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul, and with all your mind.” Matthew 22:37
It doesn’t say Love the Lord your God with all your thinking.
There is a kind of intelligence that moves beyond books, beyond test scores, beneath impressive resumes. Emotional intelligence is often overlooked or discounted (see: how we disqualify it by calling it “emotional” intelligence. As if regular intelligence doesn’t automatically include emotion.)
With the US Presidential election now behind us, I’ve done a fair amount of reflecting about power, control, justice, and our longing to belong. Maybe you’ve done this, too.
I keep coming back to Kingdom language, and not in a condescending, dismissive kind of way we can sometimes see on the Internet ie: God is on the throne! (Yes, God is on the throne but God wasn’t on the ballot. We had to make a choice.)
More, I’m considering all the ways throughout history that people have wanted the benefits of the Kingdom (belonging, security, value, shalom) without the presence of the King.
An obvious statement, it would seem. But one I have to keep learning. This has been a season of a lot of sadness for me personally. I’ve been tempted to carry some shame about that but I keep coming back to the true reality that no one has ever been shamed into freedom.
I’m doing my own work to honor the space I need for reflection, prayer, and healing. If you’re carrying sadness this season, I hope you’ll learn to do the same. I’m practicing this posture of honoring God by honoring the way God has made me to be in the world.
This is not easy, but it feels right.
This Is Us is one of a very few shows our whole family watches together and you guys. We’ve never needed Jack, Rebecca, and The Big Three like we did this season. (Not to mention everyone’s favorite Beth and Randall.)
In September I hosted a five week series on our five senses on The Next Right Thing Podcast and loved every minute of it. What a rich experience it was for me to pay attention to details that often go overlooked! If you missed it, here are all 5 episodes in one place:
This is not original to me, but it’s a phrase I keep repeating to myself this year. You might be nodding your head along with me, then I must be growing a LOT! When was the last time I was in my comfort zone?! I’ve been growing. And also grieving. You too?
I’ve confessed before that I only wear black and white polish – usually white in summer, black in winter. The end. But during these quarantine times, I jumped on the Olive & June bandwagon just for kicks and found I enjoy the weekend routine of nail care. Who am I?! For me, the polish is great but I’m obsessed with the tools. Here’s a link to try them out! (That’s an affiliate link so I can get a free polish if you use it thank you for your service.)
This is what I know: Though the days of the old school blog link up are past, I still love having a community of people who value the art of reflection. Starting in January we’ll have a journal to use together (!!) but for now, I’d love to hear what you’re learning in the comments below or on Instagram using #wwlcommunity. I’m always glad you’re here.
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“It’s not the experience that brings transformation, it’s our reflection upon our experience.”
Jan Johnson
For years I’ve been engaging in a practice of looking back before moving ahead. It started as a a post I shared at the end of every month and then transitioned to every season.
In the spirit of simplifying my online life, one change I’m making to this quarterly rhythm is I’m no longer going to be including the link up at the bottom of these posts.
I know there is a small community of you who still love to link your posts up and I have plans to find a more collaborative way for us to share what we’re learning in the months to come.
But in this time of transition, I still invite you to keep track of what you’re learning and share it in your own spaces as I trust you have done and will continue to do.
We are doing our best around here, setting the intention to engage inn reflection while also realizing we are all, in a way, relearning how to be people in the midst of countless transitions, questions, and reconsiderations.
Here are 10 things I’m learning in no particular order:
It’s just avacado, tomato, red onion, cilantro, kosher salt, pepper, and lime juice. Why then, pray-tell, when you put them all together do they create a combination of perfection? And why did it take me so long to start making it at home? We will never be the same again ever.
Months before Abraham Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation, this small area of Hilton Head Island was home to formerly enslaved people who created a thriving community together. They did so well that Harriet Tubman herself traveled there to learn how they might be able to duplicate these efforts in other communities.
According to this BBC article, “They were able to buy land, vote, farm for wages, and grow sweet potatoes and greens which provided vital supplements to their diets.There were elected officials, taxes, street cleaners, stores selling household goods, and crucially, compulsory education for children aged six to fifteen – the first law of its kind in South Carolina.”
This history is remarkable all by itself but even more? We’ve been visiting Hilton Head Island for over twenty years and I never knew this part of history.
My days of not knowing Black history are past and so while we were on the island in July, John and I drove up to learn what we could about these resilient people and their lives in Mitchelville on Hilton Head more than 150 years ago.
It’s been said a lot over the past three months, but there is a difference between being not racist and being anti-racist.
With gratitude to Dr. Lucretia Berry and her team at Brownicity, John and I are learning what that means specifically; for us, our family, and the way we move through the world. Black lives, families, hopes, history, and futures matter.
This isn’t so much something I learned as it is something that happened.
But two things I did learn is (1) when they recover an already existing book, you have to go through the cover process all over again. Which is kind of fun and also weird because you wrote that book 10 years ago. And (2) when you recover an existing book, all of the online retailers get extremely confused and the new cover version is hard to find.
But alas! Here she is.
“I was supposed to be in London right now . . . “
“We were supposed to be at a family reunion this weekend . . . “
“School was supposed to start last week . . . “
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in 2020 it’s that control is in fact exactly what they have always said: an illusion. To control, coerce, and manipulate is not our job (and if it was we’d be fired from it anyway.) Instead, we adapt, accept, acknowledge what we need to let go, and continue to do the next right thing.
It’s that middle space where two separate circles come together. It’s the part they have in common, the middling part. J.R. Briggs wrote a book called The Sacred Overlap (I endorsed and recommend it!) and I found his words to be a ray of light in the midst of the heaviest fog.
When we’re afraid, either/or becomes our default mode as we seek to assuage the pain of uncertainty. Love is where we live between the extremes, not in the mushy middle.
J.R. Briggs, The Sacred Overlap
In late March, I remember saying out loud to someone “I wonder if years from now we will be shopping for cute masks at real places like Anthropologie!”
That idea seemed so foreign and far away. And then April came. Normal can change to super weird fast. But that means it can also change again.
Things will not always be the way they are now. From pandemics that pass (history says so) to kindergartners who grow (history tells us this too) we are ever changing, growing, and learning.
In the midst of the rioting, the anger, the injustice, and confusion of this summer, I read this post by my friend Kaitlin – and it reminded me of the power of love.
In the midst of my daily parenting, inability to answer my kids hard questions, and regular mess ups – I’m reminded of the power of love.
In the midst of not knowing what the next literal minute will hold and not knowing if we’re doing this whole thing right – I’m reminded of the power, the call, the invitation to love.
Power offers an easy substitute for the hard task of love. It seems easier to be God than to love God, easier to control people than to love people, easier to own life than to love life.
Henri Nouwen, In the Name of Jesus
How to make them:
He is the best man I know. During this time of quarantine, personal heartbreak, loss among those in our close community, and the struggles of daily life, John continues to be the one. I like him and I love him. He sees me and I’m grateful. I didn’t learn this for the first time this summer, but I’ve learned it in a new way.
This is what I know: Though the days of the old school blog link up are past, I still love having a community of people who value the art of reflection. I’m working on ways to make this practice a more communal one in the coming months, but for now, I’d love to hear what you’re learning in the comments below or on Instagram using #wwlcommunity. I’m always glad you’re here.
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“When you sing your sad songs, I will learn the words and sing along.”
– Ellie Holcomb
There are a thousand things we should have learned in school but didn’t. Here I’ll name six:
1 – How to be a true leader
2 – How to handle fame and attention
Musicians, high school quarterbacks, pastors, award winners, public servants, politicians, teenagers on social media — so many in the spotlight don’t know how to deal.
3 – How to properly eat dessert
It’s with a fork, not a spoon. Do not come at me with “What about ice cream?!” Ice cream is fine. It’s the cakes, the pies, the brownie sundaes. Why are y’all using spoons for this? Don’t answer that.
4 – How to be anti-racist
5 – How to listen without an agenda
6 – How to be a friend to someone who is suffering
In Psalms of lament, at least four things are present in some form: a prayer crying out to God, an honest complaint, a request, and a vow of praise or confidence.
Let’s don’t rush through the first part to get to the last. And by all means, never rush someone else through the first part, either.
I have a lot to learn about healthy lament. So far, 2020 has been a relentless and dedicated teacher.
One thing I’m trying to do well is to listen when others sing their sad songs, to learn the words, and try to sing along.
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Welcome to What We Learned, a quarterly practice where we pause to reflect on the past season before we move ahead into the future. “It’s not the experience that brings transformation,”says author and teacher Jan Johnson, “it’s our reflection upon our experience.”
If that’s true (and I’m convinced it is) then it’s vital we establish intentional time to reflect on our lives. Reflection is part of my daily and weekly routine, but once a quarter I like to share some of my list and invite you to share yours. Note: Where books are shared, affiliate links are used.
I spent the first week of this season in California but every week after that, like many of you, has been spent under Stay-At-Home orders in North Carolina. Suffice it to say, these last three months will take some time to unpack. But partial reflection still counts so here are 10 things I learned this spring in no particular order:
On March 6, 2020 I was in Southern California on the last day of the last trip I took before the Stay-At-Home orders were in place and I tasted a Sidecar Doughnut for the first time. This pandemical situation has distracted me from this memory which I have now brought forth and is yet another reason why I’m so grateful for the spiritual discipline of reflection. Because behold:
This I think is the blueberry one but the one I had: You guys it was the Butter & Salt. A BUTTER AND SALT DOUGHNUT. How did they make two regular ingredients that we all have in our kitchens into a miracle food?
No matter how long you’ve been away, no matter how far it seems you’ve traveled from the routine or rhythm you once practiced, it’s always only one step back to find the life again. I’ve had to remind myself of this truth over and over again this spring.
This spring I’ve finished Will the Circle Be Unbroken? by Sean Dietrich, Searching For Certainty by Shelly Miller, and Life Without Lack by Dallas Willard — mostly by reading with a timer for just 15 minutes in the mornings.
It’s one of those things that looks really good in a magazine photo but when you get it in your house you realize you don’t know where to put a hammock chair, how to hang it, or what to do with your life. But then, when you have to stay home for two months straight, you figure it out. (And by “you” I mean “John” but you could, too. I believe in you.)
Of course that seems obvious when you say it, but in practice I had an expectation of myself to thrive during these stay at home times because I know how to do this. But turns out, none of us knows how to do this. And that’s okay. I talked about this on my friend Laura Tremaine’s podcast (you can listen to that episode here).
One of my personal goals at the end of February was have less Zoom meetings. Funny, right? I’ve been learning how to lead a remote team for a few years now, but things seem to have ramped up over the last six months as our hope*writers team has doubled, then doubled again. Even though these one dimensional meetings take double the energy, I’m grateful we have a way to do business and life via the screen.
Every now and then I’ll share about a word I learn I’ve been saying wrong for my whole life. Thank you, Shelly Miller, for writing this in your book for me to read and finally learn this one. Rot iron?! What does that even mean? [Edited to add: The people have spoken and I have heard from eleventy hundred people that the word is, in fact, wrought iron. And now my head has exploded the end.]
What was good for yesterday may not be good for today and blanket solutions aren’t always ideal. My next right thing may be different than my last right thing. This was a relief to talk myself through (you can listen in on that conversation here for twelve and a half minutes).
My parents came on my birthday at the end of April and we hadn’t seen them in months. We kept a safe distance and that made it difficult and frustrating and sad. But it was better than being apart.
I keep learning this over and over again, but this spring this statement has been both a comfort and a grief. We’re in the middle of a pandemic: it will not always be this way. My teenagers are home: it will not always be this way. I’m tired, a little lonely, and sad. It will not always be this way.
Now it’s your turn. What’s something you’ve learned this season?
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