2015: A Truly New Beginning

I don’t have any specific resolutions for tonight.  Some years I do, other times I don’t, but in general I strive to be a better version of myself, do more for the glory of God, and make it a point to learn from the various experiences, good and bad, of the year before.

With or without a bullet point list, this new year marks a significant change for my family as we have 11 days before we move across the country from California to Georgia.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside

I had trouble sleeping last night. Alexandra slept inside the crib in her room, and for the first time since conception she wasn’t within arms reach of mommy. I’m proud of her growth and the hubby and I are well aware of how blessed we are to have such an amazing sleeper, but it seems like we’re at this point way too quickly. Sigh. I didn’t exactly feel ready for this transition, but I knew it was time. The discomfort will fade and I’ll eventually embrace the change, because what matters is that she knows I’m close and I know she’s safe. Besides, only a wall separates us, and like the grace and stealth of a gazelle I can spring into action whenever she needs me. 😉  Ahhh, the mom journey continues!

Dare to Dream

What happens to a dream deferred?
      Does it dry up
      like a raisin in the sun?
      Or fester like a sore—
      And then run?
      Does it stink like rotten meat?
      Or crust and sugar over—
      like a syrupy sweet?
      Maybe it just sags
      like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

I thought about my writing today, and how this time last year my passion for the written word was ignited after an excruciatingly long period of dormancy.  I was eager to get re-acquainted with my creative side and share my musings with anyone who would listen.  After posting some sample pieces for my friends on Facebook, my new-found groove was cut short as I experienced extreme illness with my pregnancy.  Just like that writing was kicked to the curb, and my focus made a major shift.  I decided to start again as soon as I felt better, but with every attempt I felt myself sinking deeper and deeper in quicksand.  Writer’s block?  Fear?  Insecurity?  Lack of focus?  Lack of time? Whatever it was I was in my own downward spiral headed to my dream deferred.  I wanted so badly to express myself, but I wasn’t sure if I’d ever be able to gain my footing again.  I allowed the busyness of life to keep me sidetracked, and it took me 9 months and an emotional breakdown to finally take that first step in the right direction.  I sat at the computer and let my fingers do the talking, and The Stranger in the Mirror was born. In that moment I vowed never to let this desire dwindle, and I enlisted my family and friends to keep me accountable.  I didn’t want to have any regrets as a result of not pursuing my own potential.  I wanted to do something that simply gave me joy.

I get so caught up in wanting to achieve some intangible level of output that I often forget to connect with myself.  I forget to check in with Me, and neglect those ideas and visions that were once burning a hole in my head.  I shrug off the passions that once ignited fresh excitement and the reveries take a back seat to my tasks and to-do lists.  It’s easy to let this happen, and before you know it weeks, months and maybe years pass before you stop and say “whatever happened to that plan I had?  I remember how much I used to love to do this…how did I ever let this slip away…”

Does any of this sounds familiar? If so, I don’t blame you.  We live in a society of movers and shakers, and it’s easy succumb to the pressure that dictates our success by how many goals we have and how quickly we accomplish them.  We lock into a routine and before we know it our Mondays blur to Wednesdays, Wednesdays blur to Sundays, and just like that we start the cycle all over again.  “Rush, rush, rush; hurry, hurry, hurry; go, go, go” is the new norm, but happiness is far too easily replaced by productivity.  Looking at the big picture, what have we really acheived if we can’t relax and let our imagination run free?  What discoveries would you make if you allowed yourself to dream

What can you do now to turn that dream into reality?

Need some ideas?  How about creating a Bucket List?  This one certainly inspired me:

Bucket List Publications

It’s More Than a Bump

July 13, 2011, my husband and I made a discovery that would forever change the course of our lives. It was on this day, a Wednesday, that we found out I was pregnant with our first child. We were elated, and I knew right away that I wanted the gender of our baby to remain a surprise. It took some convincing, but my darling hubby agreed that we’d wait until the birth to learn if I’d been carrying a little prince or princess.  Read More