New post over at trishfinley.com! “Fear is something I battle every day. Mostly it wins. Those are the times I quietly back down from whatever it is I’m supposed to be doing because I think it’s too hard or I can’t handle it. But sometimes I win, and I’d like that to happen more often.… Continue reading Dealing with Fear
I have a new internet home, guys! I’m super excited to share it with you. Find it here. Thank you so much to everyone who has followed and supported this blog so far. It’s meant a lot to me and my spiritual journey. I hope to see you at the new site!
Swimsuit and shorts season is coming up, so I just wanted to give you a friendly reminder: You are a beautiful creature. And your beauty has nothing to do with your proportions. It has everything to do with the fact that, down in your bones, you are a wild thing of nature, like a tree… Continue reading You Are the Tetons
I refuse to own a firearm because of religious conviction. (Do not try to argue this point with me – I will tell you that God told me not to own a firearm. I just woke up one morning, after advocating gun ownership my entire life, knowing that I should not have one. Clearly, I… Continue reading Some Personal Thoughts on Guns
This early training to “be nice” causes women to override their intuitions. In that sense, they are actually purposefully taught to submit to the predator. Imagine a wolf mother teaching her young to “be nice” in the face of an angry ferret or a wily diamondback rattler. Clarissa Pinkola Estes, PhD. Women Who Run With… Continue reading I’m Not a Nice Person
Nice won’t say anything about the leftover lunch in your teeth. Kind points it out discreetly. Nice lets a friendship die for fear of conflict. Kind sits you down to talk. Nice says what’s socially appropriate in the moment. Kind behaves the same way regardless of the social setting. Nice’s motivations revolve around how others… Continue reading Nice vs. Kind
Talking with people who believe they are white after I marched at Ferguson broke something in me. I haven’t written much about race issues since. That summer changed my ideas about the actual nature of racism. I used to think it was a bad habit that could be eradicated like any other – by becoming aware… Continue reading Advent and Racism
The full moon affects people. If you don’t believe me, you’ve probably never worked in retail or with children. Emotions run high, sleep is hard to come by, and people get a little irrational. (This last moon a lady called my Starbucks store to inform us that the sales tax we were charging was too… Continue reading How to not lose your mind around the full moon.
Grace to you and peace from him who is and who was and who is to come, and from the seven spirits who are before his throne, and from Jesus Christ, the faithful witness, the firstborn of the dead, and the ruler of the kings of the earth. 1st Chapter of Revelation (emphasis mine) … Continue reading Singing Over the Bones
“I’m surprised I’m still into this,” I told my husband as I laid my cards out on the bed. “Me too.” He didn’t look up from his comic book. “Usually your phases last about 34 days.” My husband knows me well. I bet if we collected official data on my obsessions, the average shelf life… Continue reading Why I’m loving tarot right now.