Just Surrender Already

Sometimes we land in an unfamiliar undesired territory. It is where we are and the choices, although ours, seem somewhat coerced from sources unseen. During these times we must surrender to what is and let go of what is desired.

I am here; Grateful in our new normal to have a job and a home. I am having difficulty though letting go of my vision of what I desired. My old job was not surviving the new situation with COVID. It was time to make changes. Changes I made with prayers to bring me to a good outcome. And today I am here.

Now accepting that the universe knows what it is doing is a difficult matter for me on a few levels. I am now out in a workforce surrounded, with distance, to people. I am also working hours in a job I never would have chosen when given choices. But nonetheless I have found myself in this place with those little whispers of dreams still dancing inside. It is making acceptance difficult to say the least.

Letting go is an idea I am getting an education on. The lessons are painful in varying degrees. If I would just allow the lesson maybe moving forward would come more gracefully. I am however hard headed or slow at times. Maybe even a little controlling one would say! These characteristics can be very helpful in some circumstances, but at the present moment they inflict undue stress and confusion. Knowledge is wonderful until my mind rebuttals, But!

I am fully aware with the knowledge of who I am and how I am reacting. So why do I keep ending up back at resistance. Anything less than surrender will keep my mind spinning in this cycle. As I write I know, “I know”.  And yet….

….Writing is where I go when I need my thoughts organized and not running amok in my mind. And today, once again, it holds the answers I seek. ‘Grateful’ cannot be a fleeting thought that gets swallowed up by all the contradicting thoughts in there. It must be a solid feeling, regardless of everything else.

So to me I say, “think heavily on this concept and find your way to really being grateful. Just surrender already!”

Individually Unique, Collectively the Same

I am warning that I am not writing any of this lightly or without vigilance. None of the thoughts contained within this post are anything, but uniquely mine.

I deal with this whole situation with the same tenacity I do anything else in life. I like to ask questions and do not take what I hear or see as absolute without them. I am also trying not to be led by the fears. Whether it’s the scariness of this virus, the highly infected areas that my children live in, the uncertainties in which we are all living, the increased aloneness I am feeling, or the memories I sit with in the quiet. I pray for those I know and all those I do not. It is a crazy changing world right now. It has shown us both sides of human nature, although I believe more good than bad.

As I sat on my porch enjoying nature, warmth, and the fact that I and my family are healthy as of today; I notice little things….birds coming right up to the porch to gather seed off the ground, the beautiful melody of my chimes accompanying the bird songs, the simple love of my little dog cuddled in my lap, and the coziness of my spaces. I am grateful amidst the scariness.

A thought; -one I hope evolves into more but for now was enough- I wish we would all see and understand for all our uniqueness we are all the same. Not race, color, creed, nationality, religion, sex or age has made any person better or immune to the virus.

It would be wonderful if we could understand, beyond all the things making us different we are all the same. The essence of being human makes us connected by a sameness. Maybe in this realization we can come out the other side better, more supportive, and more connected.

Praying for the entire world…Health, wisdom, and togetherness! 🙏🙏🙏💕

Precious Boy

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Precious little fingers,

Ten little toes,

Bright eyes and wrinkled up nose.

So alert and aware,

Little expressions light up the room,

And fill our world with bright sunshine.

Little one so perfect,

Little angel sent from Heaven above;

We promise to love you and be grateful…

Every little smeared fingerprint,

Every artistic  piece overrunning it’s page,

Every sleepless night,

And every accomplishment big or small.

We know time will fly;

All too soon you will begin to crawl,

Then you will grow to be so tall.

Our beautiful little boy,

Precious little fingers,

Ten little toes,

Bright eyes and wrinkled up nose.

We love you.