Dusting off the Dream

Mixing in a bit of vocational psychology, this is a “reblog” from a post I wrote for the Career Services Professionals Group on LinkedIn. Whether helping, managing, or developing people, I believe personal development fuels corporate development.  For many of us, helping others find their calling is our calling. As a fairly new addition to…

Seeing the Same Truth

People seldom fit into logical formulas and dichotomies. Connecting, confronting, and caring in the context of friendship can be challenging, yet extremely rewarding. Of friendship love, Emerson equated the question “Do you love me?” with “Do you see the same truth?” or even “Do you care about the same truth?” Meaningful, lasting friendships are well-tended…

History in Motion

I don’t know where this video has been hiding for the past few years, but it’s a happy discovery today! There’s something completely ordinary, yet wonderfully extraordinary about dance. It’s art that extends from head to toe. It pervades nearly every sense. It defines and describes both culture and history. During a time of year…

The Purveyor of Justice

I never thought I had an obsession with being right. Then I was wronged. After taking faithful steps, praying earnest prayers, and dreaming vivid dreams, life took an unexpected turn. I sacrificed my heart and my future, only to have a feared outcome become an actual reality. I made a big investment, and I lost….

Covered in Red

I live with a proverbial red pen. With this instrument, I edit, analyze, alter, and enhance. I transform what is into a derivative of what I think it should be, what I’ve been told it should be, or what I perceive it to be. After twenty-six years, I think I’m still learning what it means…

Feeling Frosty

Every once and a while, it’s fun to pretend to be Robert Frost. So, on this everyday, January day, I must comply. Time sails swiftly out the front door, in flashes and colors, some brilliant, some slow. The memories I cling to, the memories I keep, the seed I have sowed, the reminisce I reap. From what’s…

In, Out, and Up

In a moment of complete transparency, I must say that my heart breaks. For those who I love, for those who I know, and for those unfamiliar to me, I’m experiencing an odd sort of pain for the human experience. So much in life confuses me. There is simply so much I can neither articulate…

Penmenship: The Art of the Heart

I have long been fascinated with the concept of handwritten notes, letters, and cards. Although I recognize the implicit irony of blogging about the beauty of handwriting, the links below have instigated a renewed sense of urgency to take back the pen. Love Letters to Strangers The Missing Ink I simply love the way Hannah…

A Friend for All Seasons

Although my blog entries have been few, my thanks have been many over the past month. In particular, one source of encouragement has brought life and light to nearly everyday of October. On my birthday, September 25th, my sweet friend, Rachel Sperr, pledged to send me 25 letters over the course of the following weeks….

#365thanks

So I’ve started this “grand announcement” post thrice now. For one reason or another, I have yet to go through with it. Yet today, after about a week of this “new endeavor,” it’s high time. For the next 356 days, I plan to share, in writing or words, and expression of thanks daily. Today warrants…

And so it ends…

For 365 days, foods, hobbies, countries, events, people and in adamant objects have been roasted and toasted through The Everyday Holiday Experiment! I, Kelsey Ploeger, have done my best to recognize and celebrate both the significant and the ludicrous over the past year. Did I get streamers out everyday? Did I raise shouts of joy from rooftops frequently? Did…

Spectrum of Humanity

If a holiday occurs once a year, an event that occurs once every four years must qualify as a “super holiday,” right? Naturally, I am referring to the one, the only, the quad-yearly Summer Olympic Games. If I get excited about things like “free sweet tea day,” you better believe I get a little psyched…