R's rue

 Having a little dance party tonight. Letting it all go. Letting my body move and groove is doing some wonders for my psyche. Reality is still reality. But, ever so slowly I’m learning to rest. Rest is not giving up. It’s pausing the noise. Just for a little bit. I’ve been on autopilot for awhile. And I need a careful disembarkation. I’m leaning into this joy initiative. If I wait for all I want to happen to be happy, I’ll be waiting a while. And, folks, to not embrace goodness however it comes, is not smart for me. So I will sing off key, read books over and over again, and dance in the darkness. Party for one right here.  I’m learning to enjoy my own company. Took me long enough.  That’s a story for another day. When you think you don’t want to learn another darn thing is exactly when you learn something new. I’m glad God never gets tired of the same prayers I pray. I think He needs a reminder. Cough cough. If you’re older than me and chuckling, I get it. I really do. ...

 I’m realizing I have to manufacture joy these days. It’s almost why I walk daily. Sure it’s for physical health, but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit it’s for my mental health. I didn’t feel like it this morning, then I just got up and did it. Did it make me feel better. Yes. It forced me to be in the present. It’s not a place I’m not accustomed to being. Trying to speed up life to see if the dreams happen. Trying to speed up the answers. Trying to speed up everything because your life is living in the waiting or so it seems.  So as I walked up and back the gravel driveway multiple times, I just let the natural world become my oyster forcing my eyes and ears elsewhere. Did my sneakers get dirty? Did I sweat profusely?  Yes. With every step I enjoyed listening to music, watching animals meander. With every step, I was reminded that I can’t rush the process. It seems I must learn the same lesson daily. As soon many of you who are older than me tell me I still have time, I’m...

 Thank you Lord Those beautiful Water droplets Hit the concrete And that aromatic scent Was heaven sent from R's rue https://ift.tt/SqrxlP0