March 21, 2019
It’s so obscure sometimes. Like … how do you stay hopeful?
Is it Friends that help you to remain hopeful?
Is there a routine that’s involved?
Is there something elusive about hope?
Does a lack of it, make us cry?
Make us sad? Is it reachable?
How do you know when you fully have it?
Does a lack of hope make us afraid?
Does a lack of hope make us feel insecure? Feel alone?
I can say yes to about all of these.
Just recently , I came through a dark period. I was barely hanging in there. I believe I always knew I would come out of it, but it was really hard to stay focused on coming out when my days were so low.
I managed to get through it , but wow.. some days were really tough.
There were many nights of deep breathing for me, yoga, quiet time, talking to my husband and asking for prayer from friends. I also had many nights of tea and on beautiful days outside…. I would sit in the sun. I even found comfort in my journal a few of those days or simply took a long nap. I had to magnify my self-care and pray quite a bit, because prayer is what helps me to take notice to my spirit and be honest with myself about where I am.
To be honest, I wasn’t thinking God was too close.
Continue reading “HOPE. ( Darkness Has a Time Limit)”
It began with an invitation. I could have said no, and in fact , I did.
But then I thought to myself : “What are you doing!”
You see, FEAR took a back seat, yesterday. It had taken six months of my year last year, as well. I cam home and wrote an outline for s program I have been wanting to write for several months.
My friend calls and invites me, I think about all the change and NEW experiences required and I think: (Wow.. I dunno.) It’s a leap.
I thought of the leader of this vision, her humility, her joy and her wisdom again , and I just couldn’t rationalize it away. I though about it, jumped mommy car and then showed up for everyone else .. My tribe . They people I dream pinwheeling every day of my life . But even more so.. Those who are in my future and need new encouragment.
In that moment it didn’t matter we didn’t have a full plan. What mattered was that I was energized living lifen on purpose and I was passion-filled. That’s all that mattered.
The conversation lasted that night til we were well into 4 hours and I left, pumped. I even came home and wrote a vision I had embedded in the depths of my soul for years, and brought to the surface of my heart in only a few hours.
I learned something about myself last night: “I’m so brave!”