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Hi! I'm Melissa.

I help people to become grounded in their spiritual beliefs and practices, grow their self-awareness, and overcome difficult and uncomfortable situations and experiences.

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life. Plus a happy pic of Melissa
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Playtime = Holytime

A neurobiologist came across my social media feed. He makes short videos of himself doing simple movements that help our brains + bodies recover what we had in childhood. Some of the movements are simple, others a little more complex, all are helpful for decreasing pain and increasing abilities in our bodies. Ok, cool. I've tried some. Doing so got me thinking about other things that are lost to my childhood: curiosity, awe, play, reading in the back window of the car on trips, and probably a...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

I stood up earlier and had the best stretch. I could feel my body loosening all the way to my toes. It felt soooo good. I’ve been trying to get more flexible lately. I've never been very bendy to start with, and I don't know that I will ever become super flexible, but I can feel a difference. My body keeps reminding me that if I don’t stretch and move, stiffness sets in. Loosening those tight muscles feels amazing, and it also helps protect me from injuries, giving me the freedom to move...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life. And a pic of Melissa.

I have always loved the stories in the Bible. As I gather resources to plan my sermon calendar for 2026, I find myself drawn to the characters who don’t get marquee billing. They slip into the story almost unnoticed, sometimes not even named, but what they do changes everything. Consider Shiphrah and Puah, the Hebrew midwives in Exodus. They defied Pharaoh’s orders to kill all newborn males, and saved the lives of countless children. Their quiet courage carried the covenant forward and made...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life. Plus, a picture of Melissa

This week I’ve been changing up my mornings. I’ve stopped reaching for my phone as soon as I wake up. Instead, I give myself at least an hour. In that time, I do a little morning yoga, shower, sip coffee, and spend some time in prayer and meditation. I’ve learned that mornings are my most productive time, and if I start by scrolling, I sabotage the very space I need most. My doctor once told me that if I wanted to change my health or the quality of my life, I would have to change something I...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life. And a picture of Melissa

Uh-oh. Why is she upset? I thought. Thinking back to our last conversation, I identified what must be the problem. I turned it over and over in my mind. Actually, I had the entire conversation again in my head, and then proceeded to have the next conversation I felt was necessary. Before I knew it, I had reacted to a text without any consideration of anything beyond the words on my phone and worked myself into an anxious mess. I stopped, took a breath, and called her instead. I relayed the...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

There’s a kind of work that doesn’t show itself right away. You can’t measure it moment by moment, but something is always stirring beneath the surface, like bread rising. I still marvel at the wonder of it. When I work with sourdough, I feed the starter and wait for it to double. It doesn’t look like much is happening, but the dough is quietly coming alive, changing texture, stretching upward.Then you mix in the bread ingredients and knead. After a bit of tending, it goes into a bowl to...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

Today is August 1st. You know what that means ... It’s tomato season! Finally. Not the plastic, pale, out-of-season kind you bounce into your grocery cart in January. I’m talking about the good ones: sun-warmed, vine-ripened, full-bodied, grown-in-someone’s-backyard kind of tomatoes. The kind you wait for. The kind that remind you why the waiting was worth it. There’s something holy about a garden this time of year. Something that whispers what our souls already know but often forget: you...

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

Corn sweat. You know it's mad hot when we start talking about corn sweat and how it further impacts our misery. It's been a week. We’ve had a bathroom remodel on the calendar for months, and it finally began Monday. The crew tore everything out and are fighting with our formiddable, used-to-be-a-train-depot-and-built-to-hold-freight-and-not-have-a-level-plumb-or-stright-wall home and now they’re sloooowly starting to put things back together. We won’t have a fully functioning bathroom again...

fiLLLed: more Life, more Light, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

This past week, I was at our denomination’s General Assembly, a gathering of people from near and far, coming together in the name of shared faith, curiosity, and hope. We attended workshops, worshiped together, handled some business, and learned what’s new in our shared life as a church. More than anything, I was moved by the sacred conversations. The kind that happen in hallways and over coffee. The kind where someone says just the thing your spirit didn’t know it was longing to hear....

fiLLLed: more Light, more Life, more Love. Spiritual and emotional resources for a fiLLLed life.

Those who don’t know me are often surprised to learn that I was a biologist. I hold a degree in it. I studied cellular biology, specifically genetics, and until some life events changed my course, I was on track for a PhD program. I still love it. When I get stuck writing a sermon, I find myself perusing scientific journals. Not just because I find them fascinating, but because they also tell a deeper story; a spiritual one. Every cell in our bodies contains the full code of who we are. Isn’t...