I'm about to jump on a plane for a few weeks to work overseas.
As I stand in my kitchen doing the dishes I fantasize about getting on that plane with just the clothes on my back, the oils I love from Nadine, a good book, a change of clothes in my backpack, my toothbrush … also my journal, a few colored pencils, and (of course) my phone.
I'm going to do my best to do just that. Why not? I'm craving space and lightness
I've spent the past 13 years carrying a lot of stuff. Food for my growing children, changes of clothes—the stuff of the mother … many of you can relate, I’m sure.
For this next two weeks I will travel light. I will lighten my personal load. I will create space :::
I will look at my life for the opportunity to be all that I crave. I will share with others and open my heart. And I will miss my people .
My eldest will start a new school year at a new school without me, before I arrive back home. My other two will play out the last bits of summer, hopefully bored and ready to return to school. I remember as a young girl being so ready to go back to school. I have never quite experienced that with my children. It is so tempting to compare isn't it? To our own stories and childhoods? We often get lost in nostalgia ...
How it was for us
How life feels for us
How it used to be
I find that track of thinking creates distance. The thinking that somehow it was better before tends to create judgement and unease, even though it might seem comforting at first. And so—I'm opening to how it is now. I don't want to waste a minute of my life longing for yesterday. Cliché, I know, but I feel like I need to say it out loud … like the declaration will make it so. So I declare a lot!!!
I'm creating next month for Fierce Grace, and of course doing so is bursting me wide open. I told Sadie that I want these next 6 months to be so fun, so juicy … the first 6 months were the foundation.
Now we fly
And we weep and stumble
Oh this glorious imperfect life and the lessons I learn in this old kitchen!
I keep showing up
I keep keeping up
And I humbly kneel and say Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
What are you grateful for?