Summer Smoothie

So, now that I can eat more fruit, smoothies are a lot more enticing!  And just in time for summer…

Here’s the recipe of the smoothie I concoct most mornings:

-Handful of kale or spinach

-1/2 an avocado

-1/4 granny smith apple

-6-8 blackberries (substitute other berries if desired).

-Plenty of coconut milk


Happy Summer!


On the Front Porch

So, I’ve moved again.  I’m staying with a family from church, who live close to Redeemer and just north of downtown.  And the best part about this neighborhood: there’s a front porch culture.  And I love it.  So one of my new rhythms is “Mornings on the Porch.”  They probably won’t look the same, yet every day will probably include a smoothie and some reading or writing.


This particular morning included reading the Ascension Sunday prayer and scriptures from the Book of Common Prayer, praying through my longings for this year, filling out my weekly health journal for the doctor, reading some Sunday school material on Christian Identity and Calling, buying meat online from a local farm, talking to a neighbor who came to say ‘hi’, writing this blog post, and editing a poem for my last poetry class.  Quite the morning.

I’m a person who thrives on structure and consistency, yet I also love adventures and changing up my rhythms for different seasons.  I’m getting better, yet my health still takes a lot of time in the beginning stages of healing.  Rhythms are important for me to rejuvenate, learning healthy habits and routines that I naturally enjoy. So on the porch swing, I will keep digging into healthy routines this summer.

A few of my other summer rhythms include:

-Weekly visits to Eagle Creek park (best city park in Indy!)

-Weekly farmer’s market trips (with a friend preferred)

-Neighborhood Walks-various neighborhoods, close and maybe a little far away.

-Frequent 1 coffee shop all summer & walk there (and drink tea 🙂

-Consistent patterns of making bone broth and fermenting vegetables

-Find 2 summer pen pals & get back to letter writing

-Tutoring one of my former students

-Outdoor concert at least every other week


What are your summer rhythms? 

How do you plan to cultivate rest and delight this summer, rather than frantic busyness?


We stop at the dry cleaners and the grocery store

and the gas station and the green market and

Hurry up honey, I say, hurry hurry,

as she runs along two or three steps behind me

her blue jacket unzipped and her socks rolled down.


Where do I want her to hurry to? To her grave?

To mine? Where one day she might stand all grown?


Today, when all the errands are finally done, I say to her,

Honey I’m sorry I keep saying Hurry-

you walk ahead of me. You be the mother.


And, Hurry up, she says, over her shoulder, looking

back at me, laughing. Hurry up now darling, she says,

hurry, hurry, taking the house keys from my hands.


-Marie Howe from The Kingdom of Ordinary Time


Last week, I gave my testimony at church.  I shared my story of chronic illness, of being diagnosed with Hashimoto’s, and the emotional and spiritual effects of being sick.  If you want to listen to my testimony in its entirety, you can access it here. (Entitled Storrs Testimony 4.26.15)  I started my testimony by opening with this quote by Kat Duff, author of The Alchemy of Illness:

“There is, perhaps rightly so, an invisible rope that separates the sick from the well, so that each is repelled by the other, like magnets reversed. The well venture forth to accomplish great deeds in the world, while the sick turn back onto themselves and commune with the dead, neither can face the other very comfortably, without intrusions of envy, resentment, fear, or horror. Frankly, from the viewpoint of illness, healthy people seem ridiculous, even a touch dangerous, in their blinded busyness, marching like soldiers to the drumbeat of duty and desire.”


And by the end of my testimony, I said that I disagreed with this quote, even though her precise words give profound insight to the “different worlds” the sick and the well tend to inhabit.  The sick and the well shouldn’t be separate.  If we are the church, we should still do relationship together, learning, struggling, celebrating and mourning together.  And that’s hard work, and it’s extremely uncomfortable.  The sick can tend to be jealous and bitter towards everything the person who is healthy can do.  And the healthy person, who can have more relationships and activities can think the sick person is lazy, lacking willpower, and is ignorant to the daily mental battle.

The tension is worth it though, it leads to change in both people.  It leads to a willingness to understand someone who is different, a willingness to explore difficult emotions.  Yet tension in relationship should be more of the norm.  Healthy relationships are hard work-especially if differences multiply.  Yet as time slows down, and we listen to one another, truer, deeper friendships emerge.

Do we as the church just gather those people who are similar to us?  

How much do we appreciate diversity of all forms?

What healthy tensions exist in your friendships?