Beyond Blue

Ah yes, boundaries. How is it that mine are knocked down as often as the towers of blocks David and Katherine build? I am getting better at boundaries. Therein lies my hope. And I’m sure constructing them will eventually get easier. But right now I have to erect some tall ones regarding my time online,…

I’m reading, and rereading this archive post this week. Today would have been a good day for me to wear the t-shirt that says, “I can only please one person a day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow doesn’t look good either.” As I progress in my recovery, I am a choosier shopper when it…

I suppose it’s a good thing that I’m OCD? Because Beyond Blue has just crossed the 1,000 mark! I remember when Amy Cunningham who wrote “Chattering Mind” crossed 1,000. I thought to myself, “Wow. She must have been writing for years.” And then, what do you know, I got a little coffee in my system…

I can’t count on my hand the number of times I’ve sobbed in front of a complete stranger because it’s happened more than a hundred times. But I can count the number of times I’ve been on the receiving end of that kind of grace: once. The morning of my son David’s Halloween party I…

“The Way I See It #199,” on my Starbucks coffee cup Saturday morning (a quote by Berkeley Breathed, the cartoonist and creator of “Opus”): “I’m not sure about people anymore. They’re responsible for some pretty nutty stuff. Individuals I’m crazy about though.” In recovery language, we say “Love the person, hate the behavior” (or disease–like…

Dear God, You gave us the perfect prescription for recovery from depression in today’s reading, from Paul’s letter to the Ephesians (5:8-14): Brothers and Sisters: You were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light, for light produces every kind of goodness and righteousness and truth. Try to…

Thanks to Beyond Blue reader Glenn Slaby who sent me his story. I think it points to the small miracles that can happen everyday if we make ourselves “transparent under God,” or become an “ex-suicide.” Sometimes, when paths cross in life a new direction may be offered to you and another. At times you can,…

Because both Eric’s and my parents are divorced, we have had to find other role models in our lives to show us what a good marriage looks like. I have been lucky to know several happy couples in my life. Ben, my running partner who just died, had been married to the love of his…

Below is Mike and Vickie’s love story–the details about how they met (when, ahem, Mike was a priest). It’s a beautiful and refreshing tale, and my favorite chapter of our book on marriage. Please don’t judge him too harshly for his behavior in New York. When I see the way he looks at his wife,…

A loving heart has a cataract and cannot see. -Louise Colet

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