A low-cal social media diet.

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Every once in a while I take my life’s pulse.

Simply put, I scan for areas of improvement and start working on the better version of me.

(Blame Oprah.)

I’ve recently found one such area that I’m tweaking (twerking? hahaha…no), and I’m already feeling oodles better: my social media life.

My teeth are rotting. Help.

I hate Facebook and Instagram. There, I said it. And I know, I know, you’re all like, “But Ericka, you’re a social media maven with slightly decent hair and a Romanesque nose that just won’t quit.” And yeah, maybe the old me was. But now?

I’m tired. I just want to live. I want to stop comparing my life to others’. I want to stop inwardly seething at blatant political posts and getting all frazzled, not because somebody I know has a particular political mindset, but because they’d much rather exercise their right to incessantly chatter into an online void instead of realizing how it might make others feel. I’m also tired of taking photos of my sandwiches.

This me, me, me generation is starting to rot my teeth, you guys. And frankly, my soul.

And I don’t want to add to it.

Let’s start a different conversation.

When it boils down to it, I think blogging gives me the freedom to fully express what’s dancing between the sheets of my brain. Instagram and Facebook are just tiny nuggets of truth, and half the time, they’re not even that truthful.

Do you know how many times it takes me to snap a selfie? 72. And that doesn’t even include choosing a filter.

Here’s my truth: my skin isn’t always clear, sometimes I’m a little hungover, I snap at my kid, I snap at my husband, I love them more than my heart can take, I fail God like I’m Judas Iscariot’s twin sister Jane, and I don’t always shave my legs.

But I’m still loved and accepted and don’t need to worry about mindless swiping, mindless likes to make me whole.

Know thyself.

If you’re eyeing my home page right now, you’ll see links to LinkedIn, Twitter, and Pinterest. For me, these don’t count. I’m never on them and if I do happen to take a stroll down Pinterest lane, I’m probably looking up 5 million ways aloe is going to turn me into Jennifer Lopez (I’ll keep you posted).

You gotta know what’s working and what’s hacking at your inner peace with a chainsaw.

And for me? Those channels barely tickle.

Challenge time.

So if you want to chat with me, human being to human being, I invite you to check out this page and send me your inner thoughts. I’d like to get to know you while having absolutely no clue what your lunch looks like.

(Oprah would be proud.)

Oh and one more thing. Which social media channel do you need to give the ax to?

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Spoon

I’m
Just
Afraid
My brain
Will
Eat
And rot
Me hollow
So I spoon
It clean
To watch
You glean
All the other
Wings
In me
I never
Gave
Room
To
Grow.  -e.c.

Let go, let God.

I have a lot planned for 2016, but my main plan is to ask Jesus for help whenever I need it.
Not easy for a Type A gal like myself.

But considering I’ve been doing a lot of that lately and have seen the amazing benefits of relying solely on God for guidance, I have a feeling 2016 is going to shape itself into a powerful year for me and my family.

To keep with the theme of “new year, new you,” I’ve also decided to start documenting the recipes I create and my natural health tips. I’m a huge natural health advocate so be sure to check out #theclaykitchen and #theclayapothecary for some healthy goodness!

Lots of love and light to you all for the new year!

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This is why I do what I do.


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I started writing when I was very young to exorcise my demons. Now I’m trying to put to rest the demons of others.

I never understood why God gave me the talent of writing. I mean, I once called my dad in a panic because my car was on empty without having actually turned on the car.
I know.
But for some reason, I can whip up words in literal minutes that have left some editors speechless.

And I still have a hard time putting my shoes on the right feet.

I know. Again.

But what I can do is heal the world with my prayers and the gift God has blessed me with. I write up close and personal fiction because in order to suture the wound, you first have to know how deep the cut goes.

So you probably have an idea about how this latest review for Unkept makes me feel.

And the rest of the review absolutely fills my soul with gratitude: “This story was raw, bloody and powerful. The author lays bare all the emotional detritus of human life with the accuracy of a surgeon, exposing the underbelly.

Compelling and vicious, you will remember this book for a long time…” Words are so powerful, you guys. Use only the best ones.

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The thing about stories.

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Not only were we fortunate to find a new church we love that happens to be on the street behind our house but we also an incredible message that’s still thumping against my breastbone: share the stories of how God has worked his wonders in your life.

As a lot of you know, I used to struggle with anxiety and depression and any stories I had to share weren’t of the rated G variety. But that’s what’s amazing about God’s love and mercy. He’s written me a beautiful ending because I got off my “type A/control freak horse” and asked him to.

And now I’m able to write this with so many blessings in my life, it’s almost scary. A beautiful new home, a new job for Matt, a wonderful family and an amazing community outside our door

Don’t forget to ask for help and don’t forget to share your stories with your children. There’s a lot of beauty in you and where you’ve come from. They deserve to know it.

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This child of mine.

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I never wanted to be a mother. Not that I didn’t think it was a noble profession (primarily because I had one of the best – Hi, Mom!), it just wasn’t necessarily on my radar since my nose was perpetually jammed in a book and most of my time was spent in my head.

But I was blessed with a person, a HUMAN BEING, and for the longest time, I just couldn’t handle that notion.

It took a lot to keep my head on straight. How was I going to keep tabs on someone else’s?

When I began to pray, Ava was usually in the forefront of those prayers. Her heart is so naturally big, and I realized I wanted to become more like her. I also wanted the tools to foster her goodness, not thwart it. I’ve been good at thwarting goodness in the past and there was no way I was going to impede my beautiful girl’s ability to make even the saddest face smile.

God is guiding us both, I truly believe that. Our relationship has grown stronger in prayer and her ability to make others light up is growing stronger as she filly embraces her own light that God has given her.
Thank you, Ava, for being braver than me and being the inspiration I needed to finally find my own smile again.

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Confessions of a control freak.

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I used to look too much into the “inner.” What my soul needed to heal. And then I tried something different and absolutely terrifying because I ‘m nothing if not a control freak: I asked God to heal me.

And once he did, it felt like I was given a special pair of glasses to see the outward. People who used to piss me off were now hurt people like I used to be. They have a lot on their shoulders and are trying to navigate their hurt themselves and sometimes this comes in the form of a bitter person or sometimes even the life of the party.

But hurt is hurt and it doesn’t need to be exacerbated by me.

So this verse is an incredible reminder to see God in everyone and to lay my ego to rest.

God’s got all of me so no more restless nights searching my soul. It’s time to use that energy to love others.

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Thank you, Ghandi.

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This quote, attributed to Ghandi, is one of my favorites for its sheer honesty and the heart breaking truth that Ghandi was seriously considering allowing Christ into his life until something happened that many of us have experienced: he came face to face with Christians.

For a very long time, I denied Christ because of Christians and the disparity between Jesus – his gentle, life saving truths – and the concept of sitting in a pew of every Sunday, and being subjected to talk I didn’t understand and didn’t compel me to go outside and help another human being.

I was just waiting for it to be over.

And I started to realize, if a lot of us felt like this, depleted rather than filled up, then how we were to go out like the disciples, and lend our hearts and ears to others in need?

Frank Raj, editor and publisher of The International Indian, has written a brilliant article on this subject and has put it far more eloquently than I ever could. It’s probably one of the most amazing, truth revealing articles I’ve ever read, so I implore you to take the time to absorb it. You won’t be let down.

Following Christ is about accepting his grace and extending it to others, and using the Word to enlighten your life as well as those who need a little light. It’s about church only as far as community, a group of like-minded individuals who want to spread love to others’ and have no judgment in their hearts because they’ve been there, too.

Christians like this DO exist. I’ve found them predominantly in nondenominational circles that are focused on sharing the Word rather than creating rules and regulations for their exclusive club.

There is no exclusiveness when it comes to Christ so there should be no exclusiveness when it comes to being a Christian.

So I wear Ghandi’s words on my heart as a reminder of the constant love I want to share. I never want to be the reason a person can’t find peace.

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Saying goodbye to myself.

 

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I have a board on #pinterest I named “This is me.” It’s a rather dark board that dances between the concepts of being an overly vulnerable writer type to a “I don’t give two piles of human feces” individual who likes her vodka and her potty words and doesn’t need you or your nonsense.

I was going to delete it, but I didn’t.

Instead, I renamed it “This used to be me.” And then I sat back and said a prayer of gratitude.

There’s a lot of bitterness on the Internet. There a lot of people who are mad at the world and feel God has forsaken them. It’s easy to drink the poison, point fingers, live in our shells and block out the nasty, vile world.

It’s hard to find your place in it, realize you are part of the problem and exchange your old heart for a new one.

But it can be done.
I remember a while back I wrote a post about our daughter talking to Jesus even though I had cut God out of my life. I included an old school picture of Jesus knocking on a door and I captioned it “Knock, knock. Who’s there? Jesus!!” Because I thought it would be hilarious. And now I see the truth in it.

He is there. Waiting. Watching as we grow more bitter and sling our “eff you’s” at a world in which we’ve given up hope. He could help if we’re willing to sacrifice our pride for the good of others. It’s just a matter of opening up the door and most importantly, keeping it open even when it’s difficult.

I left the board up as a reminder: a hardened heart is a scared heart. And the next time I see someone else crying out this way, I’ll listen. Because bitter used to be my favorite flavor, too.

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