Wonder Woman and the power of love

Posted by on Jun 4, 2017 in fun, reviews | 3 comments

When Snapchat knows what I want

When my husband suggested we catch the midnight showing of Wonder Woman last Thursday night, the drowsy-I-am-ready-for-PJs feeling left in a flash. I’ve been looking forward to this film most of my life even though I didn’t know it.

The film delighted the 10 year-old inside me that still comes out to play every once in a while, but it resonated so richly with me as an adult. There are a number of reasons for this, one of which is the release of my book, Super Girls and Halos in a couple of months, where I dedicate the first chapter to my love/hate relationship with Wonder Woman.

It took me thirty years to gain a deep appreciation for this strong heroine. I always thought she fell short of her potential. I blamed the writers and the illustrators, and even blamed society for its expectations. What a blame game. I look at her now with a different lens, a vision part maturity and part faith and see a reflection of myself. I certainly fall short of my potential. It’s powerful that a fictional character can produce that kind of introspection in a person. In me.

But that’s why so many of these hero stories today resonate with people, whether it’s in the Star Trek universe or the Star Wars universe. Whether you are a hardcore Marvel fan, or stand by DC Comics.

I’m sure the last thing William Marston had on his mind when creating Wonder Wonder was an incidental catechism lesson. He wanted a character that was the embodiment of love. Wonder Woman, in her 70 years of adventures, actively pursues the corporal works of mercy! As Christians we know the embodiment of Love is the Incarnation, Jesus Christ. Nevertheless, Marston gave us a character that models how we should treat others, with love and dignity.

Wonder Woman, like so many of the epic superhero stories popular in film today, bring big themes to the big screen. There’s a reason why archetypes speak to us, and it lies in the human condition. Part of that condition is the struggle between good and evil that we see played out across the board in these hero journeys.

Wonder Woman is no different. And yet, she’s completely different. She leads with love, and it’s unique enough in this genre to get attention. I won’t give away spoilers, but throughout the film we see how her desire to lead with love, to do the right thing, saves souls, whether it’s a community in danger of annihilation or a companion’s sense of self-worth. She is both brutal in her justice and tender in her mercy.

I am delighted by the excellent writing, the spectacular cinematography, the amazing special effects, and the portrayal of a modern Wonder Woman who is everywoman. I mean, if every woman had a lasso of truth and bracelets of power. But we don’t need those because we have love empowering us. It is who we are as women. We are courageous, warm, strong, sacrificial, giving, sensitive, and badass.

The world doesn’t need what women have, it needs what women are.

St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross (Edith Stein)

Our battlefield is in the lives we lead, within our families, in the workplace, out in the world as we move through the demands of our vocations, whatever they may be. How much could we accomplish? How much could we change for others as well as ourselves if we follow Love?


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Peep Wars

Posted by on Apr 16, 2017 in fun | Comments Off on Peep Wars

Nothing says Easter afternoon after Mass and lunch, like a good Peep War.

Mostly because I enjoy blowing them up in the microwave.

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thoughts on a thursday

Posted by on Jan 12, 2017 in fun | 2 comments

I’m grateful for my family — near and far, and far away.


Otis, our dog, snores. It’s kind of endearing.


The moon is beautiful tonight.


I’m going through edits on my manuscript and it’s both tedious and enlightening.


Some days were made for lazy.

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Happy Festivus, Friends!

Posted by on Dec 23, 2016 in fun | 1 comment

This made-up holiday, Festivus, made its way into my heart at the height of my hysteria to get everything right at Christmas. Such pressure.

Such foolishness.

The only thing I need to get right about Christmas is the miracle of Christ’s birth. Everything else is gravy, or tinsel. Or both.

Festivus, in its own weird way, reminds me to chill out — Christmas is almost here, and it’s not about the tree, or the gifts, or the madness.

Well. A little madness. Family madness, feats of strength, good food. And expressions of gratitude mixed in with the airing of grievances.


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patience and the pier

Posted by on Aug 18, 2016 in fun | Comments Off on patience and the pier

setting posts

I haven’t really acknowledged our move to the Gulf coast here yet,  although I’ve certainly regaled everyone in social media with picture after picture. What can I say — we have our own little corner of paradise here on earth. I could post a sunrise picture every morning and never repeat the beautiful palate of colors and light and everything. Worry not, I get that I’m behaving like the first-time parent with the gazillion pictures.

With that said, let me show you some more pictures. And a video.

Bahaha. Whatever. You clicked to come here 🙂

Our lovely little cottage went up in no time, but we’ve had to wait .. and wait… and wait some more, increasingly impatient, for the fishing pier to be built. the guys finally got it going this week, and I’ve never seen anything like it. That’s the video. So, enjoy. I think it’s pretty cool.


And pretty.

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with friends like this…

Posted by on Jun 14, 2016 in fun | 2 comments

from Fr. Kyle's snapchat

from Fr. Kyle’s snapchat

I went to the Braves game with these two, Sarah and Fr. Kyle, which means a little bit of baseball, and a lot of talking and cutting up. The game was incidental, in spite of the friendly rivalry between the Braves fans, Sarah and me — and Fr Kyle in his Cincinnati Reds get-up. I tweeted Braves vs. Cubs for about 4 innings. He didn’t notice. I didn’t notice.

It was definitely a social evening spiced up by the occasional exciting play. I guess baseball goes that way. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Double! Nothing. Home run! Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Double play! Nothing.

And then the ride home.

I was sprawled in the back seat, listening to their chatter up front when I recognized the vanity plate on the car next to us. “Roll down the window!”

Sarah refused, thinking I was engaging with a stranger. Just two days ago I shocked her by asking the guy in front of us in the ice cream line if I could take his picture. It was true, he was a doppleganger for a mutual friend of ours, but mostly, I was doing it because she was mortified. I get it — she was done with my shenanigans.

This guy driving the car is a former colleague. Really. I convinced her to roll down the window in time for me to call his name.

He turned around, processed who I was, and shouted back happily, “My mom read your book!”

Full disclosure: as an author, it’s both gratifying and humbling when people read your book. Some people like it and tell you. Some don’t like it, and aren’t shy about telling you. LOL. That second one. It keeps me humble.

But there’s nothing like friends to keep you humble. The evening started with a crack about my mom pants. And it ended with a crack about writing books for moms. True on both counts. I love my friends, y’all. I really do.


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