I’ve been rearranging my life lately. Literally. Metaphorically. Emotionally. Spiritually. Sheesh. Just about every -lee there is.
Closets have been emptied. Old stuff has been getting dragged out, thrown out, and given away. New stuff is trying to find its place. The to-do list is growing. The dream list is even longer. I’m tripping over items I haven’t seen in decades. And all the rearranging and cleaning means the plain-old regular-life chores are highly delayed, if they are happening at all.
So, basically, it’s a mess.
Things at every level are pulled apart as I’m trying to transition from where I am to where I want to be. And, yes, I’m talking all three levels of R-house AND what feels like every level of my heart, mind, soul, body.
It’s more than a little overwhelming today. Discouraging, actually.
But I’m trying to remember the grace part. The in-process part. The enjoy-the-ride part. Right now it feels near impossible to get where I’m headed, but I do think I’ll probably get there someday. So for now I’ll try to embrace this mess and believe something will come out of it. Eventually.
Here’s to knowing it’s gotta get worse before it gets better.
by julie rybarczyk
