Here’s another video blog post. I have to admit doing videos helps with time. It’s much faster to do a video than writing and editing a blog post. lol… This particular topic only hit me yesterday, and it woke me up at 4 this morning and I couldn’t get back to sleep, so that tells me this is something I need to post to get it out of my head. And maybe it will help to inspire change in others as well. Change is hard, but it’s worth the effort. That’s become a solid truth I live by every single day now. Hope you all enjoy!
Waiting is hard, especially when there’s something we want to happen very badly, but it never seems to come. Weeks and months go by, and still nothing. We wonder if it will ever happen. What does happen in the meantime? Are we really appreciating what we have right now? Are we enjoying life now as it is? Or are we impatiently tapping our toes waiting for that thing or things we really want to happen?
Patience isn’t just something we do while we wait for something important to happen. Patience is a way of life, a way of being. It’s what we do and what we are every moment of our existence. It’s in the way we think. In the way we act. It’s a whole new way of seeing the world.
Patience allows all things to come when it’s supposed to. It gives our life room to breath and to just be. It opens the heart and mind and eyes. It allows. It just is.
Patience gives us the gift of living in the moment. It helps us to see and appreciate all we have. It helps us dream about the things we want, but know it will happen when it’s supposed to. We can still appreciate the now, because our patience will bring us our heart’s desire in the right time.
This month I decided to try something new and do a video blog post. I’m new at doing this sort of thing so I hope it turns out okay. Let’s start out 2019 about taking obligations out of life and making life more enjoyable and content!
A few months ago, I decided to embark on a new journey to speak regularly about truths I found important to me. I did not have a clear vision of where this journey would take me, but I knew it was important. So I blazed forward with a thundering heart of excitement and a thrill of the unknown. What exactly would I talk about each month? And could I eventually do two posts a month like I original thought about doing?
Well, the topics each month so far have found me. I write when a great truth inspires me to do so, and it’s usually something I am currently working through on my own personal journey. But I think that’s where the true gold can be found. If it’s not from the heart and felt deeply, then the truth rings hollow.
As for two posts a month, I have decided one is what I can do comfortably, especially now that I am starting up a brand new plan of (though it’s mostly just a revamp and extension of my old plan) to continue writing posts here, write on my current fiction and start some new fiction, and begin my own publishing company (that will for a time only be publishing my own works, but may extend to others down the road).
I, however, would love to still do two post some or most months–on this series specifically–and this is where perhaps you, and others, come in. My truth isn’t the only truth out there. This world is full of truths. The kind of truths that are spoken from the heart. The kind that ring so true it makes us want to stand up and shout. Those are the kind of truths this blog series is meant for, whether they are mine or someone elses.
So I extend an open invitation to all who read this blog (and I have even sent a few personal invitations to those I know) to post on this series.
What is your truth? What would you like to tell the world? What do you need to speak about just to speak it out loud to get it off your chest? Your truth matters.
There are many things I could talk about this month, and maybe I might have time to do another post later before the month is over, but there is one subject that jumped out at me to share. This topic is a reoccurring thing for me, and I feel the need to share and talk about it with others because it really is an important thing to know and understand. I want to talk about forgiveness—forgiveness to others, but most importantly, forgiveness to ourselves.
I used to shy away from that word—forgiveness. I never really understood why. Nowadays I understand all too clearly. I shied away because I couldn’t bring myself to forgive myself, or anyone else. This stemmed from a lack of compassion. My heart over time had become so full of all the wrongs in this world, I couldn’t conceive of trying to make anything right.
It’s easy to become overwhelmed if we were never taught how to combat overwhelming things. If we never learned the tools to move past the daily hurts and see the positive in every situation. If we never allowed ourselves to feel deep compassion for ourselves or for others, because that’s not how we are taught to interact in our society. When our hearts become closed and hardened, forgiveness becomes impossible.
I can’t speak for all people, but I can say that for me forgiveness has been the hardest lesson of all to learn. We typically learn from an early age that the blame always falls with someone else. And maybe at times this is the case. Maybe there are many people who have hurt us along the way, but I think in some ways we do invite this sort of hurt onto ourselves. Because deep down we are nursing something that needs to be brought to light, but are not able to do so for one reason or the other. We think we don’t deserve better, or we simply feel helpless to do anything about anything.
How do you say goodbye to a place you love? You know you can’t stay because leaving is the only way to make significant and positive change that is badly needed in every part of your life. How do you let go of all that you are leaving behind?
At the beginning of this year, my husband and I decided that our lives were not going in the direction we wanted. We were stuck. Stuck in our situation, and in our minds. We couldn’t move forward no matter what we tried. So after long soul-searching talks with one another, we decided our lives needed to go through a massive change if we ever wanted to have the kind of lives we really wanted. But we knew even then it would take massive work from both of us to make this a reality. We also had no idea how long it would take, which made for another daunting uncertainty.
One of the major changes we decided to make was to move, and not just a small move. An almost 1,000 mile move from one end of the country to the other. This also meant making a lot of other changes too. A lot of those changes had to happen inside of us. What was the point of making such a drastic relocation if all our problems followed us there?
Both my husband and I dedicated a lot of time to healing ourselves as well as our relationship. In fact, we became much stronger as a team after he relocated to Florida at the end of March. We had to communicate much more and rely on each other almost everyday to make sure everything didn’t fall apart.
It took major effort from both of us as we inched along to solve each problem that came our way… him getting and starting a new job, somewhere for him to stay while we looked for permanent housing for our family, deciding to buy or rent, then once we decided to buy we had to go through the whole house buying process, and then trying to get our son to be okay with letting go of the only home he ever knew to accept the new one.