about the blog
I’ve always had a thing for the idea and concept of the heart.
I think it all started when I was introduced to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. The romantic in me swooned over the fact that Jesus would reveal such an intimate part of Himself–His Heart and the love that flowed from it–to the saints. It’s vulnerable and gut-wrenching and beautiful, things my own feminine heart long for. Even though I struggled for awhile with how to concretely devote myself to that Heart, the idea of Jesus having a Heart that loves and bleeds and breaks moved me deeply. It still does. Consoling spirituality and Divine Mercy, both founded in devotion to Jesus’ Heart, are big parts of my own spirituality.
I once listened to a podcast by Bishop Robert Barron of Word on Fire in which he briefly addressed devotion to the Sacred Heart, and he said that it’s easy to get swept up in the romanticism and sentimentality that comes with the idea of Jesus’ Heart (ahem, guilty as charged, Your Excellency). The heart is a symbol for the source of one’s love and affection. This is no less true with Jesus, of course. But more than being a symbol of His love, it’s a sign of His center, of His primary concern. When we talk about a person’s heart, we’re talking about what’s most important to them. And for Jesus, that’s doing God’s will. That was His heart, His whole mission and purpose.
I realized as I was rethinking this blog for the umpteenth time that both these ideas of heart–of how one loves and what’s most important to someone–have shaped the content of this blog for five years, whether I knew it or not. I’ve strived to write about what I love and what’s most important to me. But some of those loves have gotten lost as I’ve dabbled in writing about things that are less important to me, like travel and food and beer. That was fun for awhile. But I felt the need to simplify and go back to my roots. Travel, beer, food…those don’t move me the way my faith does, the way music does, the way finding the extraordinary in the mundane does. As much as I’ve tried to fill other niches, those things are my heart. They’re what got me into writing and what convict me to keep pursuing it.
So that’s my focus, as my tagline says: Faith. Music. Life. My stories with and takes on the sacred and the (sometimes) profane. Personal faith reflections alongside concert recaps. Theological commentary and album reviews. Big God moments and little lessons from the everyday.
That’s my bread and butter–my heart–and I’m sticking to it.
about the blogger
Midwesterner who’s left not-so-small pieces of her heart in Colorado and West Virginia. Writer of many things. Music fanatic. Guacamole enthusiast. Eater of entirely too much ice cream. Serial flannel-wearer. Semi-awkward introvert with a secret sassy/angsty streak. Vinyl-collector and record store peruser. Craft beer drinker. Sacred Heart and Divine Mercy devotee. Adorer of the Eucharist. Friend of St. Therese of Lisieux, St. Faustina, St. Gemma Galgani, and St. Mary Magdalene. Aspiring mountain-dweller and cabin-owner. Lover and seeker of Truth, Goodness, and Beauty.