I feel a new wind in my sails; a gentle push steering me in new directions.
Change is ahead of me and while the fog is still heavy before me, I’m beginning to see clues of the new land I’ll be docking in.
I first recognized this new wind inside me; the echoes of a new and different woman; a woman with stronger hope, braver strength and a fiercer passion than her former self.
And as I’ve looked around me, I’ve seen how ever so surely, much that once felt cozy and comfortable now feels like ill fitting clothes that must be cast aside for proper fitting ones.
My website being one of them.
While the words it houses feel right, it’s physical shell no longer does.
It feels like I’m sitting in some else’s living room trying to make it my own. Or like I’ve moved, trying to re -create my old home with the walls and configuring of a new one.
And rather than trying to fit the old into the new, I want to start fresh. A clean slate. To live out the newness that is within me.
I want to paint the walls with colors of this new wind inside me, but I haven’t quite put my finger on which ones yet.
It’ll come to me in time. Slowly but surely, I’m starting to see the pieces come together.
But besides the physical shell, what I care about more is YOU… the souls that dare to entertain my own. Especially those who have journeyed with me in the last two years.
You, my friend, are the real deal. My tribe. My people.
You have sat with me in the shadows of darkness and the ick of my mess and not run from it. You have dared to hear my hurting heart and not judge it or blame it away. You just listened.
And you have been brave- brave enough to look inside yourself also and shine the light where it is dark within.
I’ve had countless conversations, online and off, that have reminded me that it is our weaknesses and our messes that connect us, not the pretty and perfect. It’s our imperfections that declare our humanity and our willingness to sit inside our stories and embrace them, that give others permission to do the same.
You have been a warrior, my friend, and you have reminded me I am one too on the days I’ve forgotten. By simply showing up, by reading my words and my sharing your own heart and journey with me. And for that I’ll be ever grateful.
Thank you for being my safe house in the raging of the storm.
So while I begin this renovation project on my blog, one that first started in my heart, I want to invite you along – to invite you in.
Would you dare to let me in, also?
Would you be brave enough to share with me a little bit about yourself and how I can best love and serve you, the same way you’ve blessed me?
BY ANSWERING THESE FEW QUESTIONS, YOU WILL BLESS ME WITH GENUINE KNOWLEDGE OF THE HEARTS GOD HAS PLACED IN FRONT OF ME.
YOU WILL HELP ME STEER THIS SHIP DOWN THE RIGHT PASSAGE WAY AND LAND IN THE DOCK GOD HAS APPOINTED FOR ME.
I DON’T QUITE KNOW WHAT IT IS YET, BUT HE WANTS ME TO GIVE YOU – TO BLESS YOU – WITH SOMETHING AND I’M READY AND WILLING TO DO IT.
I love you friend, in the dearest sense of the word. Your heart makes mine bubble over with gratitude and pride.
You matter and so does your presence here.
Thank you for sojourning with me.