Think About What You Are Thinking About
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
October 2, 2010
As a young woman, I felt responsible for everyone’s feelings. (Ironically, I felt little responsibility for my own.) I lived in a constant state of reactive thinking and feeling. Read more
Pitiful or Powerful? We Can’t Be Both
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
July 26, 2010
The title of this post has been my mantra for a long time. Read more
Your Mission Should You Decide to Accept It
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
November 10, 2017
“You spend too much time reading all those textbooks. Why don’t you read Harry Potter?” advised my mom. Read more
It’s Not About Me. It’s Not About You.
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
January 12, 2015
Every semester I’d follow the same ritual. Holding my breath, I’d carry the large manilla envelopes from the faculty room and seek a quiet place. Read more
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
June 9, 2013
It’s always there–-skulking around in the shadows of our subconsciousness. We can’t escape it. Heck, we can’t even go to the bathroom or take a shower without it. Read more
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
April 17, 2013
Getting hurt hurts. Ironically, healing can hurt even more. Physical hurt, emotional hurt…the painful process is still the same. Read more
Confession Is Good for the Soul
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
March 5, 2013
I confess: It’s been five months since I’ve written my last post. I know I should write with more regularity. But it’s hard. Hard for me to focus; . . . Read more
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
June 20, 2012
I’m kind of an anxious flyer. If I were a drinker, I’d probably be fairly soused by the time I boarded a plane. Regardless, I marvel at the miracle of . . . Read more
Are You Afraid of Your Own Greatness?
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
May 20, 2012
Years ago, I read an article about poverty-stricken people who live in the Blue Ridge Mountains. I was surprised to learn . . . Read more
Because Death Is Birth I Learned to Die
by Julie Mounteer Hawker
August 15, 2010
I’ve learned to die. Even better, I’m learning to die “well.” Read more . .
