“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.” – Og Mandino
My heart is heavy.
I decide to tackle the mess that makes up my home. Maybe by decluttering my house I can declutter my mind too.
I start to pick up the toys that will inevitably get scattered all over the house again by the end of the day. I think about how my house represents the inevitable messiness of life. I mindlessly know where all of the toys go, but I can’t seem to grasp the direction of my own life. I’ve honestly felt a little lost lately.
Do you ever feel like life entails learning the same lessons over and over again? The repetitive nature of house chores is similar to the repetitive nature of life lessons.
Sometimes I feel like my head grasps a concept but my heart needs a reminder to soften to the truth. More often, my heart knows the truth of a life lesson, but my thoughts get in the way of hearing the still voice within. Sometimes it’s hard to discern if it’s my head or my heart or both relearning a lesson, but writing is my method for bridging the gap between the two, sometimes dueling, forces.Continue Reading