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When the Bills Came Due I burst out sobbing in the bedroom. Not the kitchen where I'd opened the correspondence. I couldn't stay there. Couldn't let my husband see what his inattentiveness had just cost us—how easily he'd blown through money I'd fought for, stretched for, hours of meal planning and cooking and trying so damn hard to make it work. I froze mid-breath. Turned. Right. And half-collapsed on the bed, my head hanging heavily between weakening arms. My hands pressing hard into my lap. My breath fragmented as anger boiled my blood, pumping all the precious hormones to get me up and running again. And as I was gathering my strength...

Feedback From Falling: Why Understanding Your Relationship Patterns Isn’t Enough to Change Them

Why are we still doing the same thing? So you've done the reading. You understand your attachment style, your patterns, why you react the way you do in relationships. You can name it, explain it, trace it back to where it started. So why are you...

The Mathematics of Grace: Remembering Provision in Advent Darkness

What do you do when your wallet is empty? When you've shaken out the last coins and there's nothing left? What if that emptiness - that total letting go - is exactly where grace begins? My throat is tight as I write this. There's also a squeezing...

Magnifying God: A Pre-Wedding Meditation on Living Heaven

Shaking Before the Feast Tomorrow is the Feast of the Assumption, and I'm struggling. Here I am with a blog called "Full-of-Grace," somehow connected to Mary, and yet as this huge feast approaches, I find myself shaking, holding back, feeling...

The Camino Crush: When Hearts Meet on the Santiago Trail

A reflection on relationships found and lost on pilgrimage, and the beautiful journey to finding true love Walking Toward Truth Instead of Escape Six years ago, on what started as an ordinary June Monday, I had the most spontaneous idea: I would...

Coming Home From Camino: A Mother’s Day Reflection

Three Mothers at the Heart of Resurrection Today I'm traveling back to Poland on Mother's Day – May 26th in our Polish tradition. As I journey home, I'm reflecting on three mothers who have shaped my spiritual resurrection years ago: my earthly...

The Day Everything Went Wrong (And Perfectly Right)

Airport musings after a shortened Camino The Comedy of Errors Picture this: a peaceful pilgrim, fresh from three nights in Santiago de Compostela, checking out of their hostel before 10 AM with the serene confidence of someone who has just walked...

The Sacred Art of Waiting: Camino Day 16

A Santiago Pilgrimage Reflection Faith is often less about movement and more about stillness. Today, my second day in Santiago de Compostela, I discovered this truth through four hours spent within the cathedral walls - a masterclass in pilgrimage...

A Smile from Saint James

Santiago de Compostela - Day 15 Today I write from Santiago de Compostela, not having walked the complete path as planned, but arriving nonetheless with a heart full of wonder. The pilgrimage called me back to Poland with urgent matters, yet here I...

Camino Day 14: Neither Last Nor Least

Cardañuela-Riopico to Burgos - 8 kilometers I woke in the albergue to the most restful sleep I've had in two weeks. Perhaps it's the lightness that comes with a difficult decision finally made - the relief of accepting what needs to be, rather...

Barbed Wire and Open Heavens: Finding Grace in Unexpected Endings. Camino Day 13

The Unexpected For days, the question has followed me like a shadow on this Camino journey: Should I continue to Santiago or listen to my body's increasing protests? The recurring infection, the sudden legal and practical matters awaiting in...

Day 12 on the Camino: from Grañón to Villafranca Montes de Oca

Searching Gentleness Last night, as darkness settled over Grañón, we gathered in the choir of San Juan Bautista church. Through a secret passage from the albergue, we entered the silent sanctuary, illuminated only by the altar lights and tea...

Day 11 on the Camino: Najera to Grañón

Morning Challenges Morning broke in Najera with the weight of yesterday's mistakes still lingering. The sun had not yet fully risen as I set out, my feet speaking their own language. A new blister on my right foot, patched and padded with tissue in...

Camino Day 10: When the Pilgrim’s Path Diverts: Logroño to Nájera

The Joy of Return to the Camino The morning sun rose with promise as my feet carried me forward along the Camino. After three nights of forced rest in Logroño, battling illness and fever, my body finally allowed me to resume my journey. Little did...

Camino Day 9: Stumbling Back to the Way

Fever Recovery in Logroño and Finding the Pilgrim Spirit Once More The drenched pillows speak of fever's night visit – my body, a furnace that consumes itself. Sweat-soaked blankets twisted into ropes from fitful sleep. Morning brings no...