It's been a while since I have taken a moment. The post-holiday crashout befriended first trimester exhaustion, piggy-backed on the welcome of cold/flu season at the hospital and a few spaces of promised ice, cancelled school and weirdy weather. January, you were a whip.
But, here we are. Weather's still weirdy... norovirus is apparently on a rampage...school could very possibly be cancelled again tomorrow and yet it's okay. Trimester two... I like you.
So, it seems I am in the business of making people again. It has taken some time to find a rhythm this go around, and I have been allowing myself some extra space to just be in it all. Sometimes, it is okay to not be okay with something.
I still have a bunch of anxiety that shows up to visit. It would seems that sleepy and scaredy like to hang out together. Lucky for me, I have learned to be ready for their companionship and make an added effort to see the light that exists.
If you look closely, there is always great light to be found...
There's noise. A lot of noise in my life. There will always be noise. And yet after long days of big doings and meeting new faces... there's a quietness. A collective peacefulness, wrapping my most precious specials (in the width of a boppy) in gentle solidarity. This picture is the feeling of my heart when I breathe in after a long day. In a safe space. Alone and together. Nowhere else I'd rather be.
Blessing in the Chaos
To all that is chaotic
in you,
let there come silence.
in you,
let there come silence.
Let there be
a calming
of the clamoring,
a stilling
of the voices that
have laid their claim
on you,
that have made their
home in you,
a calming
of the clamoring,
a stilling
of the voices that
have laid their claim
on you,
that have made their
home in you,
that go with you
even to the
holy places
but will not
let you rest,
will not let you
hear your life
with wholeness
or feel the grace
that fashioned you.
even to the
holy places
but will not
let you rest,
will not let you
hear your life
with wholeness
or feel the grace
that fashioned you.
Let what distracts you
cease.
Let what divides you
cease.
Let there come an end
to what diminishes
and demeans,
and let depart
all that keeps you
in its cage.
cease.
Let what divides you
cease.
Let there come an end
to what diminishes
and demeans,
and let depart
all that keeps you
in its cage.
Let there be
an opening
into the quiet
that lies beneath
the chaos,
where you find
the peace
you did not think
possible
and see what shimmers
within the storm.
an opening
into the quiet
that lies beneath
the chaos,
where you find
the peace
you did not think
possible
and see what shimmers
within the storm.
- Jan Richardson
Here's to basking in a different warmth this winter.
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Happy Tuesday, Friends.
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