rattled

September 16, 2016 § 3 Comments

As is so often the case, life gives me clarity in chaos. Pieces of wisdom that lend insight inside inconvenient moments. When my hands are full and my mind is occupied, little earthquakes rattle small truths for alignment.

An online course challenged me to think about difficult choices. I’ve been deconstructing the social truths I gave emotional currency with a submissive, unquestioning validation. Taking back a little authority over self.

A new job pulled me further from the immediate distractions and false urgency of superficial nonsense. Resounding to other’s actions or managing my children’s responsibilities have been shuffled out of my in box.

Stolen moments curled into my daughter’s stories or braced against my son’s frustrations invited connection over concern. I’m listening more actively from a place of purposeful stillness.

A new book shone a light on old assumptions and adjustments to routines shifted my energy. I’m moving and thinking in ways that spark small fires; lighting me up from within.

It’s all too much for the tidy word count of a spontaneous post, but there is something exquisite to the raw tenderness with which I am living inside the skin of greater awareness.

For today it is enough to mark the moment and section off space to rest inside wakefulness.

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