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Slow living…
Three years ago, I left a job I loved in order to recreate our lives from the inside out. We longed for a simpler, slower, more connected life. I wanted to create a life that felt as good on the inside as it looked on the outside. It’s been a bumpy road. We’ve invited children back home, introduced a new daughter and son in love, and you know, we’ve lived some life. Hands down, this has been the most profound season of our lives with change and loss tangled up with new love and joy. Share this...FacebookPinterestTwitterLinkedin
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Overflow living…
So, what if I am busy and popular if I don’t have time and space to enjoy my days. So, what if I am needed but not known. So, what if I have all the things, there will always more things to be had. Over the past few years, I have struggled to find a new way to measure my life.
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Managing the gauges
I think about the video games my kids played. They had gauges measuring life, health, fire power, or strength. As the kids moved through the game, interactions might increase or decrease the health, strength, or fire power of a character. They were always looking at the life gauge that indicated when the game had come to an end.
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Self-care in real life…
When I am weary to the bone, depleted mentally and physically, I often need good old-fashioned rest. I need the get off the ride and allow the world to stop spinning.
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Minding the silence…
I love words. When I get overwhelmed, you can often find me on my way to the book store. The weight of pages, the smell, and the hush sooths my soul. I am a talker. I process my world through an almost constant deluge of words. I think out loud examining my life, my experience, my relationships, and my world through words both penned and aired. If you think I have a lot to say, you should hear the words that swirl around inside my head that never even see the light of day. Sometimes, I find that I need a break. Maybe you too, need a break from words. Imagine…
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What is saving my life now…
The color, shape, rhythm, and light in the world has a new power to move me. I feel starved for beauty and I am grabbing hold of scraps of wonder and gulping them down like my life depends on it.
