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Month: October 2023

Why I Love Cemeteries

I’m tired.

For most of the last six weeks, I’ve traveled the U.S. on book tour, talking with people about writing and my Monsterious series. I’ve done a steady stream of stock signings, interviews, school presentations, and bookstore events. It’s been exciting, frustrating, fun, exhausting, and deeply fulfilling.

At the end of it all, I feel empty. Drained. In need of quiet, rest, and reflection. When I realized I didn’t have the time or the energy to write a new post this week, I waded through some of the hundreds of posts I’ve written over the last six years. The one I’m reposting below (originally published March 3, 2018) spoke to me, maybe because the thought of lying down for a long time sounds very appealing right now. I hope it helps you take another step toward Becoming Yourself.

Why I Love Cemeteries: Cemetery

I love cemeteries. That might sound odd, even morbid. I’m not insensitive to the memories of pain and loss that they hold for so many. I deeply respect that. But to me, they are special places that nurture my personal development in ways few others do.

Cemeteries invite quiet reflection. They encourage me to slow down, to ponder, to contemplate. What do I want my life to be about? How do I want to be remembered? They have an atmosphere of reverence and respect, rare qualities in a time often marked by derision and divisiveness. A stroll through a cemetery reminds me of what I believe is important: Relationships. Character. Purpose. Joie de vivre.

Why I Love Cemeteries: Cemetery

I love how my perspective is sharpened by reading tombstones. I’m reminded that all of these people were once like me. That one day a grave marker will bear my name. Soon after, I’ll probably be remembered only by loved ones and then, over time, by no one at all. Reading those names reminds me that life is a breath, and I am small. I’m not as important to the world as I sometimes think I am. That’s a healthy dose of humility.

Why I Love Cemeteries: Cemetery

Yet being in a cemetery also makes me feel cherished, prized, special. Not to a fame infatuated world but to One whom I believe made me, knows me, and desires me. I think of a cemetery as a transition point, a way station, a gate that leads from one season to the next. It’s a passageway connecting one plane of existence to another. The end of one journey and the start of a far greater adventure.

Why I Love Cemeteries: Cemetery

I could be wrong. Maybe death is the end. Perhaps nothing waits for me and everything that I am will be snuffed out like the flame of a candle. But I don’t think so. I have subjective reasons, things I’ve felt and heard and seen that point to something greater, something beyond this life. And there are more objective arguments that appeal to my rational mind as well. So for reasons of both the head and the heart, I believe and find hope.

Why I Love Cemeteries: Cemetery

So if you need some perspective on life, if the thought of some quiet reflection sounds like water for your thirsty soul, if you’re looking for a little hope, I encourage you to slip away for an hour. Stroll thoughtfully through a cemetery. If you do, you’ll take another step toward Becoming Yourself.

Sometimes You Just Need to Laugh

Sometimes you just need a laugh. 

I read the following post from my friend and fellow blogger Susan Rau Stocker while sitting in an urgent care during my long book tour. The laugh was a welcome lift, so I thought I’d pass it along. She throws in a helpful summary of the famous Myers / Briggs personality test too, which gave me a welcome refresher. I hope her story brings you a smile as you take another step toward Becoming Yourself.


Let me set the scene. Phil Hockwait was the first therapist I ever saw. He told me, “You’re on the wrong side of the desk. Go back to school, get a counseling degree, and I’ll hire you the minute you graduate.” Five years later I was working with him. One of the great gifts he gave me in our ten years together was that we did quite a bit of co-therapy. We were a good team: he was all head, and I was all heart; he was slow and methodical, and I jumped in the deep end.

One of the clients we saw together was a sixty-year-old professor from a small Ohio college. He and the considerably younger woman he was dating were having some issues and sought out Phil, who pulled me in with him. We gave them the Myers/Briggs personality inventory. I speak of this often because it is a “short-cut” to getting to know a client. It is also a big help for clients to see for themselves how different people can be and where they land on the four different continuums:

Extroversion (E)-Introversion (I) – do you get your energy by being with people or by being alone. Professor was an introvert; girlfriend an extrovert.

Sensing (S)-Intuitive (N) – do you see the world in black and white or in gray/realist or idealist. Professor was intuitive; girlfriend was sensing.

Thinking (T) or Feeling (F) – make decisions in your head or heart. Professor was thinking; girlfriend was feeling.

Judging (J) or Perceiving (P) – organized and playful or shoot from the hip and make it up as you go along. Professor was judging; girlfriend was perceiving.

Professor was an INTJ – girlfriend an ESFP.

Now, this actually was perfect for a great relationship: they were the ultimate balance and together could cover all the bases needed for life. However, there would be challenges where they would drive each other crazy.

This particular day we were working with the professor alone, and he brought in some of the crazy-making things the girlfriend was doing, like her earrings were too big and clanky. I immediately leaped to the Myers/Briggs to explain that these things were about her perceiving nature, she was a “P”, and his judging nature. He was a “J”. I began eloquently talking about “P’s” and “J’s” and how important each element was in a full, happy life – you have to be able to pay the bills (J), but you also want to be able to do a thing or two spontaneously (P), like go out to dinner or have a snuggle.

In a moment of inspiration, I started talking about the professor’s “J-ness” and how he had that half of the whole totally figured out. He needed to practice being more impulsive and “in the moment.” So, said I, “What you have to do is develop your P-ness.”

I put my hand over my mouth. What I said sounded like: develop you penis.

And there you have it. It was weeks before either the professor or Phil could look at me without laughing. That happened in about 1988. Feels like yesterday. Some things you never forget.

I hope you got a Saturday morning laugh. Have a great week. We’ll see what trouble I can get into this week!! Love Susan

SLOW DOWN AND THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK – OR DON’T, AND GIVE EVERYONE A GOOD LAUGH.

Susan Rau Stocker is a blogger, novelist, and Marriage and Family Therapist with Masters degrees in Communication and Counseling. She served as a mental health ambassador to China in 1998 and has volunteered with the Alzheimer’s Association, American Cancer Society, and many other organizations. Her published works include Only Her Naked Courage (2013), Heart 1.5 (2013), The Many Faces of Anxiety (2013), The Many Faces of PTSD (2010), and Heart (1981), as well as her blog The Many Faces of PTSD (manyfacesofptsd.wordpress.com). She is on a lifelong journey toward Becoming Herself. You can contact her at sraustocker@yahoo.com.

Looking for Passion and Joy? Find Inspiring People

“Can you guess what this is?”

Ralph wore an infectious grin. He owns the charming Homestead B&B where my wife and I recently stayed. I examined the thimble-sized white container he held out to me, then gave up in confusion.

“It’s a regular styrofoam coffee cup,” he said. “I tied it to the outside of the submarine James Cameron took down to explore the Titanic. The water pressure shrunk it perfectly.”

For thirty years, Ralph has been in the television production business, filming everything from a Titanic documentary, to a lavish event by the royal family of Dubai, to John Travolta’s fiftieth birthday party. He talked animatedly about his work, his fascinating collection of treasures at his B&B, and his twin grandkids. He exuded passion and joy.

Ralph’s thimble-sized coffee cup

“Come look at this!”

Philip, owner of the Savvy Tea Gourmet, led me to a beat up cardboard box covered with international shipping labels. “This just arrived from Nepal. It’s an amazing tea that grows a mile high in the Himalayan Mountains.”

He gave me a tour of his shop, encouraging me to smell and sample a variety of unique teas from around the world. After enthusiastically sharing the mental and physical benefits of each type, he said, “Beyond that, drinking these teas is just a really enjoyable experience. Isn’t that what it’s about?” He exuded passion and joy.

“What brings you joy?”

Melissa posed the question to my author wife Lisa McMann during a Joyful Learning podcast interview. In addition to being a podcaster, Melissa is a school librarian, a champion of kids books, and a maker of a variety of delightful cloth items. Her “maker’s space” screamed creativity, and her eyes glowed with excitement as she talked about her various interests. She exuded passion and joy.  

My wife Lisa McMann being interviewed by Melissa Thom in her maker’s space

As I walked away from each of these amazing people, I found myself recharged, motivated and inspired. Their dedication to their passions made me want to rededicate myself to mine. Their vibrant enthusiasm for life made me want to develop that characteristic more deeply in myself.

How about you? Could you use more passion and joy? Find passionate, joyful people. Spend time with them. Ask questions. Listen to their stories. You just may find a joyful wind blowing through your own life, and you’ll take another step toward Becoming Yourself.

This post was originally published July 30, 2022.

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