So Much Has Happened
It's only been a few weeks since I last blogged, yet so much has happened.
We are now in November, folks, almost the end of the year. I think back to the past year.........what's the theme of this year, I wonder? Although I no longer write the year-end letter like I used to, I am still in the habit of contemplating, reflecting and wanting to name the theme to consolidate and make real my experiences at a different level.
Then, it became apparent to me. The theme of this past year, the year I turned 30, is Discomfort.
Yep, you heard right, discomfort. So far, I have had Depression, Love, Anger/Rage, Releasing, and now, Discomfort. Real discomfort. I no longer feel like I live in pain, and I can differentiate between what feels comfortable and what doesn't, and learn how to tolerate and breathe through the moments of severe, intense discomfort.......man, I think of that as a real accomplishment. I have had such discomfort and growth this past year......I feel good about it.
The discomfort: insecurities, fears, resentment, contractions, jealousy, envy, longing, passion.....you name it. I feel my feelings at such a different level that it just feels incredible. I breathe in; I breathe out, and I am humbled by the sheer fact that I am alive. By God, I am alive. This is what being alive means to me, feeling it all, the joy, and the discomfort, and everything else in between, around, and beyond.
That's it for today. I am not going to get into too big of a philosophical thing here. Just really want to acknowledge where I am today, this moment.
Content.
Uncomfortable, and content.
Peace and love, y'all........loving thoughts.....
We are now in November, folks, almost the end of the year. I think back to the past year.........what's the theme of this year, I wonder? Although I no longer write the year-end letter like I used to, I am still in the habit of contemplating, reflecting and wanting to name the theme to consolidate and make real my experiences at a different level.
Then, it became apparent to me. The theme of this past year, the year I turned 30, is Discomfort.
Yep, you heard right, discomfort. So far, I have had Depression, Love, Anger/Rage, Releasing, and now, Discomfort. Real discomfort. I no longer feel like I live in pain, and I can differentiate between what feels comfortable and what doesn't, and learn how to tolerate and breathe through the moments of severe, intense discomfort.......man, I think of that as a real accomplishment. I have had such discomfort and growth this past year......I feel good about it.
The discomfort: insecurities, fears, resentment, contractions, jealousy, envy, longing, passion.....you name it. I feel my feelings at such a different level that it just feels incredible. I breathe in; I breathe out, and I am humbled by the sheer fact that I am alive. By God, I am alive. This is what being alive means to me, feeling it all, the joy, and the discomfort, and everything else in between, around, and beyond.
That's it for today. I am not going to get into too big of a philosophical thing here. Just really want to acknowledge where I am today, this moment.
Content.
Uncomfortable, and content.
Peace and love, y'all........loving thoughts.....

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