Living Life...

....requires patience, forbearance, long-suffering, nimble hands and fast feet....it requires a plastic, flexible mind open to change at a moments notice...game changers include death of a loved one, toxic relationship/s, injurie/s, to name a few. We train, teach, instruct our children how to navigate life's ever changing current; dodging the largest of waves, avoiding the rip tides that pull you from your purpose, your dreams and goals.

We give what knowledge, experience and wisdom we have gained from the curve balls we have encountered, the losses and the gains, the grief and sorrow that weighs your heart down from the passing of a life and pray we instil hope and faith in the present, in the future leaving behind the past as we move ahead on this journey we call life.

Guilt over past mistakes serves no one...remorse serves only to remind us of making better choices in the future, checking in on healing and mending of heart, mind, spirit to ensure we are no longer bogged down, tied to someone who deserved not one iota of the time we gave, of the love we felt and expressed, of the patience and forgiveness we consistently accorded a human being housing evil within....

We move on...we walk, we crawl, we swim through the tears and recriminations, wade through weeds and marshy swampy ground fraught with sharp-teethed alligators just waiting to snap you up and drag you down to the depths...circling and circling on the downward spiral to confuse, to delay healing, to depress and deprive survivors and lost ones of life-giving oxygen...love, light, faith, hope, peace await us dear hearts....feed that tiny spark, sing songs of life and love to that inner child crying in horror and distress. Nurture the hope you hold close to your chest...cupped in shaking hands...you are seen dear treasures, seen and loved.

Give in to the hope that calls you by name...

Give in to the still small voice that whispers wisdom in the darkness, that points to the light of love awaiting you...

Give in to the sense of strength you house within...to the courage that sits on your head like a crown, brilliant and beautiful...with a breath, a blink of the eye, your life can change...you can see freedom just on the horizon, calling your name...calling you out of the land of Egypt into land promised to you...a land free from fear, a promise of peace and joy, a hope of love and compassion and simple kindness.

Dear lost ones....life awaits you...and oh the freedom of burdens that do not belong to you, do not belong on your shoulders. The battle is not yours to fight my friends....it is their battle, and they will stand in judgement in this life or before God one day. Your battle is leaving the ground you currently tread in fear and trepidation...your fight is to regain the woman you used to be, or a portion of her as you re-invent, reconfigure a broken heart, spirit, mind...

Living life does not include being downtrodden in the worst of ways...it does not include wondering your worth, side-eyeing death as an avenue of escape....that is not your way, your path dear friends...you ARE worthy, worthy of so much more...listen not to the lies spoken over your life, over your head as they unleash verbal barrages that leave you weak, sweaty and so low you wonder how you're still breathing.

Oh I pray for eyes to see, a heart of grace to know the truth, and courage and wisdom to step from that path of destruction they have you on. With a thought dear treasures, with a thought and a prayer your life can change for the better. Waymaker, miracle worker, Light in the darkness....He will provide a way out...a way to joy, to peace, to loving kindnesses....

So...stand tall, shoulders back, head held high and walk out your promise....it sits just there, awaiting your choice...patiently, with love...with a love that encompasses all you are and hope to be.