Winter scene in rural Manitoba. December 2012. I took a break from writing a blog over Christmas. To be honest, there was a lot going on but I wasn't sure how to write about it. Going back to the place I grew up always presents a few challenges for me: for the most part, I enjoy the vast beauty of the prairies and their crisp climate which conjure up vibrant memories of an uncomplicated and creative childhood, and I appreciate the precious family members and other friendly folks who still live there. But my place of origin also has some trigger points for me and sometimes they can catch me off-guard. This is really no different from any context which can transport us back to places where we were not at our best: places we have experienced tragedy, felt fear, been prone to anxiety, responded in anger, or lived through disappointment. But sometimes childhood triggers can also be occasions ...
I have a PhD in dramatic theology and teach theology and spirituality in various settings. Welcome to my musings on life, learning, and theology.