How she makes my heart sing. They both do. She’s so inquisitive and independent and full of life. He’s so thoughtful and loving and full of creative ideas.
Do you ever feel that pull between safety and home, and “more?” Like a little homing pigeon, I’ve flown back to my roots. It feels good in an unexplainable way; like something in my heart feels settled. Although, I’ve struggled with parenting little ones in transition, and with communicating honestly with my parents - new roles are hard, I was not an adult mama when I lived here last. I also miss the adventure of the high desert and central coast; certainly of my dreamer of a husband. I didn’t ever think that I would settle back here on the farm (as lovely as it is.) Can I find contentment and joy here? Surprisingly, I have, these last several days. I’ve been surprised with joy waking me in the morning, or sneaking up while I get ready for the day, or while the kids and I run errands. That gently Holy Spirit joy, which is unmistakable and real.
By the way: kids are doing much better these last several days. Parenting books, talks, prayers for wisdom, and calls to a children’s counselor have helped a lot. Their little hearts feel safer in this transition when I’m true to my word (for fun things and consequences.) Thank you guys for your love and concern.
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate.
Give in to it.
There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be.
We are not wise, and not very often kind.
And much can never be redeemed.
Still, life has some possibility left.
Perhaps this is its way of fighting back,
that sometimes something happens better than all the riches or power in the world.
It could be anything,
but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins.
Anyway, that’s often the case.
Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty.
Joy is not made to be a crumb.
~ Mary Oliver
I love practicing and drilling. I enjoy just trying to slowly figure things out on my own. And that means I really have to let go of trying to be perfect. Getting things right the first time. Who even does that really? Where’s the satisfaction, wonder, and joy in a perfect, challenge free life? 💫⭐️✨⭐️🌙✨💫⭐️✨🌙
My body has always struggled with handstands, and that’s okay. I’ll keep practicing and refining, and I’ll make it there on my own - because I really think I need to slow down and focus in on the joy that comes from being in practice and in process. Of continuously building. It feels more expansive than trying to restrict and keep myself one way forever. Of building my house with blocks of shame and “well I can’t”. 💫🌟🌙✨🌟✨
Disordered eating only projects one goal and one picture of you into your heart and self worth - and that version is static and yet always weighing less and less. There is no process of growing and learning, there is only turning the same behavior wheels, to keep and maintain an emergency and starved state. There is no joy, there is only constant vigilance. And there isn’t true expression, because you’re just trying to make yourself disappear. ⭐️🌟💫✨🌙🌟✨🌙💫🌟💫 Disordered eating is self abuse for a goal your soul doesn’t want. And I’m letting that go, and embracing failure, change, uncertainty, and joy instead. If you’re in it, if you have shame, or anything, even if you just need to put it out into the world that sometimes you’re too hard on yourself, Let’s talk about it. All of my growth started from just having people loving enough to listen, giving me room to really hear myself. I’m here and dealing with it too, and you’re not alone. ✋🏻❤️
Kids and babies essential oils text message class starts today! One text per day for seven days. NOT a group text, simply a text from me to you. I’d love to help you navigate oils with your kiddos!
This class is open to anyone on my Young Living team, or to anyone not yet part of a YL community.
It's another Birthday , another 3rd of January and I'm here just wondering. The question on my mind has been
How did God take me from the rejected one to the one that everyone wants in their space.
How did God take me from the hungry
To the one that has to spare.
How did God take me from the shy, timid and low self esteem girl
To what people call public speaker.
How did I go from the always tired, running away from issues, problems, or anything that seemed difficult to always running to fix a problem. Always running to what most run away from.
How did I go from the bitter and always sad girl to someone that loves to love people. .
How did I go from being afraid of the world to wanting to take it by storm.
How did I and my family go from depending so much on people for survival to actually overfeeding. .
Don't get this twisted I'm not trying to do praise and worship for myself but if you're coming from where I'm comingg from you would understand. He keeps blowing my mind. .
What shall I say to this God that keeps bringing good people into my life to help shape and love up on me. I'm standing here because he choose to hold my hand .
I can't help but SCREaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmm because God has brought me too far and he has brought me through toooo Much.
Yes you can go ahead and say all the amazing things about me.
But to him who has sent me
To him who has chosen to love me, flaws and all
To him who has called me, qualified or not
To him who has called me beautul, pimples, acne, eczema and all
To him who has provided for me, 9-5 or not
To him who gave me great friends, good character or not
To him who gave me the best family, deserving or not.
To him who has sent me I return all the accolades, glory, praise and worship... It's another year FAM, kindly say a prayer for me. I love you and yeah I loove this GOD.Thanks to my glam Squard.
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