It’s been a weekend of laughter and tears. Of resting and playing. Of grief and joy.
Reminiscing with dear friends whose faces we missed for years.
Sitting with Justin to tell our girls their dearly loved Misty would go to the vet and not come home. Holding them as they said goodbye, comforting them as they rumbled with grief.
Singing age-old hymns with voices raised, souls soaring, and hearts full. Pumpkins carved and costumes donned. Toasting seeds and raking leaves.
So much living and even dying in the span of three small days.
And I was present.
I laughed till tears spilled over. I cried and mourned. I left the to-do list at the door and surrendered to live the moments. This is a change in me.
For so many years, I lived life as an emergency. Rushing and running, and it almost killed my soul. I know now that it takes more courage to stop and listen. It requires attention to set emotions free. Curiosity is a window into the eyes of a child, and time and task must be released for me to receive.
A Seeking The Still manifesto is in the making with these three days a taste of what could be. My life is an embrace, not an emergency, and I am grateful for the reminder to let it to be so.
This series is not a tidy story of a fairy tale life. It is messy and truthful. For 31 days, I will share pieces of my journey, practical coping techniques for dealing with anxiety, spiritual insights, emotional struggles, and a whole lot of other. I will likely jump from here to there as the Spirit leads. I invite you along as I share my experience, my strength, and my hope. Thank you for being part of this journey with me. Together, we shall seek the still.