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Deconstruct:Reconstruct -Reach Inside

By Megan Westra / May 25, 2016 /

Few things make me feel as confident, comfortable and relaxed as a well laid plan. I crave structure. I do everything within my power to achieve control over my circumstances and environment –  and I consume more post-it notes than one human being reasonably should. Inevitably though, it doesn’t always work. When things spiral off…

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Of Protest and Praise

By Megan Westra / May 20, 2016 /

I am a child of the early 2000’s worship boom. In big arenas and tricked-out sanctuaries we sang loud, hands lifted and eyes closed softly: “Blessed be your name when the sun’s shining down on me, blessed be your name…” “Savior He can move the mountains, my God is mighty to save…” “I could sing…

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The Mill

By Megan Westra / May 5, 2016 /

Image: Shinichi Higashi “Often times, what is good is the enemy of what is best.” The step mill hums underneath me. Feet moving in time, working against gravity to keep myself moving upward. Step.  Step. Step.  I listen to podcasts while I exercise in the morning. I’m religious about it. Time for my body and brain to wake…

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"Getting Healthy"

By Megan Westra / April 26, 2016 /

I’m a runner. I don’t run fast, but I run often.  Four or five days each week, hitting the pavement for two to four miles at a time. I do it for my health – both physical and mental. There’s something about the pounding of feet against pavement, and all that matters in one foot after…

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Shut Up and Dance

By Megan Westra / April 19, 2016 /

The season is finally beginning to change. Day after day after day of grey, sunless light bleeding through clouds is at long last giving way to bright rays streaming in their full splendor, calling to life the grass and trees and flowers. It comes so slowly sometimes, but spring never fails to arrive. I listen…

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Review: The True Cost

By Megan Westra / April 14, 2016 /

It was the only day of the year my eyes ever saw 4am when I was in high school: Black Friday. My cousin, visiting from out of town, and I would rouse ourselves before sunrise, pull on our jeans, slap leftover turkey into a sandwich, and drive to the mall near my grandparents house for…

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Learning to Stand

By Megan Westra / April 12, 2016 /

I’ve spent most of my life at odds with myself. Typically one apology ahead of myself (unless my temper gets the best of me – then I’m one apology behind) but always apologizing.  Sometimes explicit “I’m sorry for…” but more often, even my compulsion to apologize hidden. “I’m just like this, I’m sorry.” I feel too deeply. Think…

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The Next Right Thing

By Megan Westra / April 7, 2016 /

Can I just pause and tell you the truth? I don’t have all my shit together. Sure, I have menu plans and programming plans and lesson plans and exercise plans and a plan for the time in the day in which I will stop and make more plans. Somewhere in the productivity-increasing spreadsheets and highlighters,…

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Weeping Willow

By Megan Westra / February 19, 2016 /

When I was a child there was a glorious weeping willow growing in my front yard. The willow stood tall and proud and graceful along the banks of the creek that ran through the valley we live in. It was idyllic, like the homestead description in a Laura Ingles Wilder book. I would wrap myself…

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Fair Trade Friday: Why "Fair Trade" Matters

By Megan Westra / May 8, 2015 /

I’ve been contemplating buying an orange t-shirt all week. Spring has finally arrived in full force in Milwaukee (or at least, spring has arrived for two consecutive days) and the warm temperatures have me itching to ditch my grey woolen sweaters for all things cottony and colorful. I go back and forth in my head:…

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