Truth

I've talked about truth here before, it is something that is important to me and part of the center of who I am.  Most all people I have run into agree that it is an important part of one's life but hard to look at.  That is okay because in the long run it is what helps us to grow.


When you are going through a rough time and God or universe is knocking at your heart, what do you do?  My thoughts are a jumbled mess or so it seems.  I write stuff out in hopes that it will make some sort of sense.  If I don't write even a line of an idea done, it is gone.  Age or perimenopause?  I don't know what to blame but I am trying to make adjustments.  There have been a couple of people I hold dear to my heart right now because they have been writing about truth.  Check these wonderful ladies out, here and here.  May their words help you as much as they have me.  Thank you for your honesty ladies, it has brought me to a good place!!   

My reality is that my life is anything but normal.  I have gone through waves of emotions the last few months and that has been the reason for my constant lack of writing here on my blog.  Here I force myself to be real so it is important for me to be open.  When you have a difficult time being honest with yourself, how can you even consider being honest with someone else?  So I remain silent BUT what I am figuring out is silence isn't always the best thing, it can be deadly.  In this case it has brought me almost to a creative stand still.  I find it hard to get going on things I want to do, some projects get started then never finished and then the lack of motivation sets in.  You can say you want to do things and you have things planned BUT if you never do them, who is missing out?  What are you missing out on?

The list of things I have been struggling with seems to be so long.  I know if I focus on them to much it would be easy for me to make myself out to be a victim.  I don't want to be that person.  I don't want this place to be a negative one but a place full of hope.  I am facing my struggles but the amount of grief that I had to face to get here wasn't the happiest.  It surprised me and I couldn't believe I was in such a negative place again.

Today I am slowing down, listening to the birds outside, watching my Grandbabies play and tackling one project at a time.  Join me as I lift myself up out of a hole I was digging myself into.