Out of the corner of my eye I thought the sign said, “I’m Courageous Inside.” Cool, I thought. I stopped, and upon closer examination realized it was of course the predictable, promised “Gorgeous” hook often used when the outside of a house looks a little old, or sad.
I walked on smiling. And thinking, well, maybe this is the message I needed today. It showed up on the furthest-away-from-my-house block in a glance, and fits lovingly into the narrative that I have been hearing in this year’s Advent season. After all, we tend to hear the message we seek, or need. And God seems to usually (if not always) find a way, sometimes creatively, sometimes abruptly, to reach us when we get out of our house.
I plan to affirm and say this out loud sometime today.
I am courageous inside.
Maybe one of these words, courageous or gorgeous or another from a surprisingly and unsuspecting place, will meet and lift you as your sign of love. I’d like that.
I feel I am only one short step ahead of being swallowed, whole, by depression. Glances back far outweigh looking forward. Slight remembrances of childhood corners are turning into longing stares. I know God loves me, but so did Mom and she’s not here. And I seem to love most, if not only, those people and things lost or not found (if only in my imagination). Continue reading 40:60 Off the Couch of Sullenness→
I renewed my morning time meditation list this year. I noticed that somewhere between July and December my meditation had casually strayed into the murkier wanderings of just reading. Just writing. Just praying – although what a disservice to the power of prayer it is to be preceded with “just”.
My practice of making a list each morning had become noticeably absent, and I am happy to find that in resuming this portion of my practice, benefits of a more balanced life are also reappearing.
My morning time meditation, or Morning Time, includes journaling, reading, prayers and quiet times of meditation and affirmations.
Journaling is incredibly important to my Morning Time. It helps to move me into the center of my life, placing my spiritual life as important enough to make a priority in my day. I usually begin with what I call my Morning Time List which follows a pattern of listing gratitudes, naming people and groups of people in prayer, and ending with writing promises to myself for the day. I move on to reading and listening to the messages that come, then return to my writing with as little judgement as possible about what shows up on the pages.