“Hey, what’s your Enneagram?” The latest rage in the journey to self discovery is the Enneagram. Self discovery is always a little risky. Finding out WHY I’m an idiot doesn’t make me not an idiot, but it’s still all the rage because we’re gluttons for self indulgent punishment. It’s like watching a train wreck, you can’t take your eyes off it. Enneagram differs from most … Continue reading Enneagram


“What do you do for work?” “I’m a pastor” Awkward silence. Covert glances at my tattooed arms. Sometimes judgy eyes. Sometimes surprised. Sometimes nicely surprised. My own late grandmother wouldn’t approve of my tattoos, but then again she didn’t approve of things like playing cards. “Do you know who the Joker represents Corey?” “The devil?” “The devil!!!” Nailed it. I told my dad what she’d … Continue reading Tattoos

Goose Attack

Geese are scary. I’m not normally afraid of nature (not true, I’m scared to death of many things in nature ie snakes and spiders. Oh and weird bugs and weird lizards and weird anything really), but I had a bad and exhilarating experience the other day. I was minding my own business (rarely true) walking around the man made lake in my neighbourhood and was … Continue reading Goose Attack


The home I grew up in did not applaud my lazy moments. I feel that there is much pressure to make huge deals of things that not long ago fell into the “legally required to do” category. “You passed kindergarten!!!! Congratulations for doing what you were legally required to do!” I love anything school and accomplishment related as it concerns my daughters, but there is … Continue reading Energy