I can’t avoid life’s circumstances and situations. Being present, staying engaged and fully in the moment during the unpleasantries of life can create a restlessness within my spirit. The restlessness doesn’t allow me to be still and center myself. Instead I find myself trying to figure out ways to get out of this mess, stop the discomfort and move on to the “happy”. I am realizing that I have to settle in and make my current space a home. This means being ok with being uncomfortable. It means being intentional about finding my power in a vulnerable state and using it to create respite where I am. This means not wasting my imagination on fantasizing about living a different life, but allowing myself to make a fortified home within that withstands any type of weather. Today I’m grateful to the Creator for the pillars in my life that support me and all the hand-me-downs of wisdom that help keep up my perspective.
The frantic mind never stops racing. When it pauses in defeat it reloads and picks up right where it left off. Several years ago I discovered that there is no perfect me, but my thoughts keep on concocting ways to fix my brokenness. When I realize that there is no quick fix I feel my soul collapse inside my body. When I stay within myself as the center of my universe, time stops, but I continue to sink deeper into my “me”. Is this hell? All me, all the time?
My way of escape is to acknowledge that I do not exist in isolation. I ask for forgiveness realizing that I am a part of a larger narrative a true reality outside of my “me”. A reality that is moving and breathing. The “now” that is desiring and needs my full presence. The “now” includes things that I dread doing or am fearful of, the people who I am in relationship with and places that I need to be. I am still praying that I will be brave and that I can except my brokenness. I am praying I can surrender to humility so that my mind can retire from the marathon.
Rally around the dream
Stand in solidarity with the cause
Commune with the invisible, the forgotten, the marginalized
Jolt yourself awake and shake off the dumbness of complacency
Do not ignore the calling that echoes within you
Then she can hold her position as a pillar of hope
as you feed her and cloth her
Then her beauty will radiate from within her to challenge you to come out of hiding
To rally around the truth
To stand in solidarity with freedom
And commune with the maker and creation
And He will awaken you so that your eyes radiate hope
And your hands can be solace wherever you are
Inspiration streams through various mediums. I am discovering that each day, with its uniqueness and commonness, sprouts inspiration. Each day offers us the opportunity to arrest the transient “whim” to move into creative flow. It is an invitation from God, emerging from our rigid routines and our procrastinations, to emancipate us from escapism and allow us to enter the space of faith-based conception in real-time. It is there that we can experience interplay between hope and fruition. When we pause and allow ourselves to be present there is surge that pulls us into deeper depths of love and purpose causing us to divorce fear, abandon our efforts to secure personal happiness and achievement to engage life with an intentionality that changes the world.