Ten minutes, while the kids are getting breakfast. I’ve been away, trying to refocus, figure out how to balance all the things in my life. I am a victim of my own varied interests. So much that I want to do. So much that I need to do. Art, writing, reading … homeschooling, meals, gardening … online communities, cohort, church … marriage, family, friendships.
The main thing that I know is that I have to implement practice and disciplines in my life. Rising early, writing, spending some time doodling and drawing while listening to music. That small routine each morning is saving my life right now. It might not seem so to those around me. I may seem just as frantic and hectic and at loose ends but trust me. It is the anchor in my life.
As I finished up this morning, I thought about blogging and the urge to post my art and why I want to do this. I am trying to send a message. Honestly, I am not really sure what the message is. I am trying to figure that out for myself. But somehow, I know that there is something that we all need to know about ourselves. Deep down, in our souls, we need to know something in order to be whole.
That’s why I write, it’s why I try to be honest and authentic. It’s why I post my art. I am trying to figure it out.
Grace and Peace.
