Apr 242015

The Key Jar

Smart parents give their children a million answers. Wise parents ask their children a million questions. And so smart parents might know, but wise parents understand.

I love it when someone asks me a thoughtful question for three reasons. First, it shows that the other person cares enough to try to get to know me. Second, it shows curiosity – which is one of my favorite traits. Third, a thoughtful question offers me the opportunity to unlock rooms inside myself I’ve never explored before.

Getting to know ourselves and others is the greatest adventure. We are explorers of ourselves and the people we love. Love is the ongoing process of unlocking each other and keeping safe whatever we find. Thoughtful questions are the keys we use to do the unlocking and safekeeping.

Besides myself and Craig – there are three people I want to understand more than I want anything else in the world. Their names are Chase, Tish, and Amma. These three are beautiful mysteries and loving them is the greatest adventure of my life. I just want to spend my whole life exploring their hearts and minds. So I do all the right things. I plan for exploring time: Family Dinners! Dates with mommy! Perfect. But then I sit down with my kid. There we are, looking at each other over a table with nothing between us but open space and time and love . . .  and I cannot think of a single interesting thing to ask them. I got nothing. I’m a mother, so I’m tired. It’s just impossible to be creative when you’re tired. And so here’s what I end up saying: “So – how was your day?” Every parent knows that this rusty “how was your day” key doesn’t work but we keep trying it because it’s the only one we can find.

The trouble is that keys are only useful if you can get your hands on them.

SO LISTEN. I have good news. A few months ago – Tish’s teacher sent home a “Conversation Jar” filled with interesting questions that the students in Tish’s class created.  I put this jar on the kitchen table and a few times a week, we take turns pulling out a question during dinner. THIS JAR HAS MAGICAL POWERS. It’s been months now and still, every time we open it – everyone at the table wakes up a little bit. Little eyes flicker back to life, folks sit up straight in their seats, the arguing stops, and it’s all “me firsts! Can I answer first, mom??” Even the tween, people. Even the tween. People want to be known. People want to be known so badly.

Question JarAnd so I reach in and pull out a key: “If you were an inventor – what would you invent, and why?” And then it’s quiet for a moment. Everyone makes her thinking face. They are searching themselves. They are looking inside to see what they’ll find and as soon as they find it: there it is – their hands fly up and they say: “I know I know!!” And then they pull something out of themselves that they didn’t even know was there. Look! Look what I found inside of me! And the family laughs or nods and either way we are saying: wow, that is so cool. I didn’t even know that about you! I didn’t even know that room inside of you existed. There are a billion little rooms inside each of your children that remain locked up, unexplored, and a good question can lead you right inside. Tweet: There are a billion rooms inside each child—a good question is the key to unlock them & enter right in. @momastery http://ctt.ec/debF2+

I love this jar because it livens up our evenings and helps me know my babies better – but it doesn’t end there. HERE IS AN IMPORTANT PART: Kids who learn to be self aware tend to become others aware and world aware. We want our children to understand themselves, the people in their lives, and the world they live in. This kind of awareness is what makes a good citizen. So we’ve written questions that unlock awareness on all three levels. You will notice that some of these questions ask a child to look within (What was your first thought when you woke up today?), others ask her to consider her peers (Who in your class seems lonely?) and others ask her to look at the world (What do you think is the biggest challenge facing our world today?). Kids must become explorers of themselves first, and then their eyes open to other people in their lives. It’s a process, teaching curiosity, awareness and compassion. This jar is a start.

I wanted to give you this gift for Mothers’ Day. I said to myself: SELF! WE ARE GOING TO TEACH THE WORLD HOW TO MAKE THIS MAGICAL JAR! But then I picked it up and as soon as I realized ribbon was involved—I decided I was out of my league. But then I remembered that I might not have ribbon, but I HAVE MY COUSIN, ERIN.


Erin Waters

Hello! It is so nice to meet you all today. Listen, I’ve never been a lucky person, but I truly hit the jackpot when I married my husband and won the family that came along with him. Shortly after meeting, Glennon and I developed a quick connection, bonding over our shared love of writing and teaching (the heart-ish side of it, not the craft-ish side of it, because: ribbons).

As a teacher, I often hear parents lament that their children, when asked what they did at school today, reply, “Nothing.”

Every morning, when I think about how much “nothing” I want to accomplish with my school kiddos, I return to this Dalai Lama quote again and again:

“It is vital that when educating our children’s brains,
we do not neglect to educate their hearts.”

This quote has lived in my teacher heart for awhile, and it now resides in my mama heart. And it lives in this jar.

The Key Jar

The Key Jar

Sure, these questions will jump start their tiny thinking caps, but more importantly, these little keys will unlock what lives in their hearts. The amazing thing about a key is that it has the ability to unlock doors but at the same time keep things safe. As a mom and a teacher, I can’t think of a better way to keep our people safe than to KNOW them. Knowing what makes them love, hurt, feel, help, and dream is the best safekeeping we’ve got.

The Key JarSo, this jar. You guys, it is so very simple:

  1. Click here to download the jar kit and the questions.
  2. Print the questions and cut them apart.
  3. Place the questions in a jar like this, and keep that jar handy for the sacred shared moments with your kids.
  4. Watch the nothings become everythings.

You’ll notice there are 2 sets of questions. That’s because once you realize the beauty that is this jar, you will want to carry it everywhere with you. But we can’t do that. People might talk.

Instead, print out that second set and find your fanciest Ziploc baggie. Voila – Car conversations have never been so simple.


You guys, I think sometimes the reason we don’t know what’s going on in each other’s lives is that we don’t ask.

Will you try this with us? And if you comment: could you leave a question that might be a key to a special place in a kids’ heart that might go otherwise unopened? We’ll keep them all for when we all need Key Jar refills!

G and Erin


PS Isn’t Erin remarkable? You can find more of her inspiring teaching tools here. Also, did you notice? No ribbon. She loves me.


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Apr 212015

Be Still

I used to believe that I couldn’t handle pain. I thought I was too broken, too sensitive, too fragile for life’s beauty and brutal, so I hid from all of it inside addiction. Addiction is a lonely, dark and dangerous world—but it feels safe because no one can hurt you there but yourself. It’s an effective way for one person to make herself completely invulnerable to the world.

Addicts choose dramatic hiding places but we all have them. What is your hiding place? Hint: it’s what you grab for when you feel vulnerable—it’s where you run so you don’t have to feel all the feelings that life insists you feel.

When you start to feel: do you numb with booze or food or shopping? Do you scroll, scroll, scroll to escape every time you’re left alone with your self? Or do you deflect discomfort with unkindness? All unkindness is pain deflection. Folks who think pain is a hot potato toss it to the next person so they don’t get burned. That’s all. People who are unkind just believe they can’t handle the pain that comes their way.

We are all so afraid of pain. We think it’s our job to avoid it. Whatever it takes to avoid it. But we shouldn’t be afraid of pain, we should be afraid of our fear of pain. Because all these things we do to avoid the pain hurt us much more than the pain would have.

Pain is not a sign that you’ve taken a wrong turn or that you’re doing life wrong. It’s not a signal that you need a different life or partner or body or home or personality. Pain is not a hot potato to pass on to the next person or generation. Pain is not a mistake to fix. Pain is just a sign that a lesson is coming. Discomfort is purposeful: it is there to teach you what you need to know so you can become who you were meant to be. Pain is just a traveling professor. When pain knocks on the door—wise ones breathe deep and say: “Come in. Sit down with me. And don’t leave until you’ve taught me what I need to know.” Tweet: Pain is a traveling professor. Pain knocks & the wise say: Come in—sit with me. Teach me what I must know. @momastery http://ctt.ec/P1J7a+

For me, the opposite of addiction, compulsion, unkindness, war is: stillness. What I have now in my sobriety that I didn’t have before is simply the ability to sit with quiet, with discomfort, with beauty, with pain with whatever life brings to my feet without struggling against it. Without slamming the door on the wisest teacher on Earth. My pain comes and it stays for a while and then it leaves. It leaves me better, bigger, wiser, softer, kinder so I don’t want to avoid it. It is turning me into the me I dreamed of becoming.

Sobriety, sanity, peace is just surrender, after all.

We want to KNOW what to do, we want to KNOW who we are, we want to KNOW our path so we can be less afraid and the only way to KNOW is to stop grabbing and running and striving and trying so hard to KNOW and just:

Be Still.


Let it be. Let pain do its work. You do yours. Be Still.

Be Still

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Apr 152015

A few weeks ago our minivan got a flat tire. Craig and I stared at the van in the driveway for a while until I said. “So, what happens now? Do we, like, call 911 or something?”

Craig got to work trying to fix the tire and I called Bubba and said, “Can I borrow your truck? Gotta pick up the kiddos. “

I started down our street in Bubba’s pick-up truck on a ninety-degree afternoon. Bubba doesn’t really believe in air conditioning, but he does believe in keeping all his fishing gear in his truck. Hot fishing gear smells nice. I turned on the radio and of course, Prairie Home Companion came on. Garrison Keillor is one of the handful of folks Bubba trusts. I understand. I turned a corner and the sun poured through the dashboard so I pulled the visor down hard. When I did, this is what I saw:

High school

My mom’s high school picture.  Taped to the inside of Bubba’s sun visor.

These two kids are together twenty-two hours a day but just in case she’s busy – my dad needs to be able to see his bride. Because when you find your treasure, you keep it close. Bubba’s bride is his treasure. That’s what he still calls her after four decades together. His bride.

I dropped off the truck later that day. I took this shot of them before I left:


Happy 42nd anniversary, mama and dad. Your marriage is our family’s treasure.

P.S. EXCITING DEVELOPMENT! Later that day I borrowed Craig’s keys and headed out to his car. With a little squeal of anticipation, I slowly pulled down his sun visor. You can imagine my surprise when I did not find my smiling face there. Sooooo weird. Surely there has been some kind of mistake, I thought. BUT NEVER FEAR! Mistakes can be fixed! I ran back inside the house and discovered a PLETHORA of  DELIGHTFUL images that are certain to MAKE CRAIG’S DAY! Then I found some super strong tape and ran back to Craig’s car and took care of business.



I feel good about this special gift I’ve given Craig- which is a custom car-collage of his bride. I cannot wait to see the look of AWE and WONDER on his face when he sees all of my faces staring down sweetly at him. You’re welcome, honey, I’ll say. I just do not know what that man would do without all my selfless reminders to him about how much he adores me.

P.P.S. I decorated my own visor, too. Yes, one of the pictures is shirtless. Leave me alone.


Remember what your treasure is. Keep it close.

P.P.P.S. Here are a few more Happyish Ever After Tips that Craig and I have learned along the way. Carry On, Warriors.

Love, Bubba, Tisha, G, and C

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