Tuesday, May 8, 2018

You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.

Maya Angelou

I dream that some things are being taken out from under me. Then I’m walking through a garden with someone I don’t trust and telling them something I think they want to hear; my gut clenches because it’s contrary to what I really want.

I surface to wakefulness gradually, wanting to shed the lingering discomfort and return to solid ground.

There’s always these things: celebratory moments followed by bumps in the road that knock a wheel or two off of the wagon. Mountaintops and valleys of varying height and depth.

This morning, I’m putting the wheels back on and leaning in to a day that promises a measure solitude and silence.

Planting flowers.






I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. Listening is my favorite today. I asked a friend for her opinion on an uncomfortable situation I’m dealing with, and while, when she started to talk, I didn’t like what she was saying (she took the devil’s advocate route and spoke from my antagonist’s role), I listened. And it turns out – she was so right! Pick your battles is what I was reminded of today It was a much needed push for me to let this one little thing go…for now. 🙂

    1. Don’t you love those moments when we learn, or are reminded of, life lessons?

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