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Wednesday, April 7, 2021
An Update
Friday, January 8, 2021
Dominion At Home
As I reflect upon the past several years, I recognize a common theme, which I have not been able to see clearly until this morning.
Whenever my passion for something gets the better of me, certain areas of my life suffer.
When that happens, I suffer, as do the people around me.
I suppose we all have our limitations. You might be better at knowing yours than I have been at knowing my own.
It is likely I have less ability to manage things in my life than I previously thought. As I look around me, even this morning, I see loads of evidence that I am not managing well some of what I have been given.
I ask myself: what types of activities, mindsets and processes disable my ability to keep certain aspects of my life running? This is what I need to consider.
To run well the race set before me, I need to take inventory of what is going well, celebrate what has been shifted that is now well-stewarded which once was not, and be honest about what is currently falling below my own standards.
To give you a small example, just now when I went to the coffee pot to get the decaf brewing, I noticed what I had not last night before I retired. The tiny kitchen is overrun with items needing immediate attention: boys winter gear & light sabers, dirty dishes, overflowing trash.
The one person who has the duty to care for the dishes can knock that chore out in about 30 minutes (fewer if he can resist the temptation to be distracted). The snowsuits and boy toys can be put away in seconds; trash remedied in moments.
What is at the heart of it all, and the reason I share, is because I know that in the past two days I have been obsessed with what is happening in certain areas of my nation. Putting such intense focus on moment-by-moment news has sucked all the energy out of me for making sure my home is running properly.
Who cares about a well-run home? I do!!! It is the one physical place where I spend almost all of my time, as do these children! It is supposed to be a nurturing place; a place of warmth and of acceptance where love and hope are continually renewed.
In the past days it has been anything but.
I see now how giving almost all of my attention to what is happening nationally impedes my ability to keep these home fires burning. The result? The fruit? The children have been fighting; my husband has barely had a proper meal in days and we have all been sustained on bits of nourishment here and there without any proper oversight from me.
I have also sadly neglected my self, which is the life-long pattern I have spent the past several years learning how to adjust.
As I write this, I can see how ignoring my needs starts the cycle of not giving others what they need and deserve: my time, my love, my EFFORT.
To see that I have not given my self time, love or effort is sobering. Being indifferent towards myself does not bless anyone.
My soul is finite and can only do so much on any given day.
As I continue the journey of learning to live life as a whole person, I continue to need to make changes in order to better execute this life for which I am so exuberant.
While I know it is not the end of the world, it needs to be the end of me doing too much in one area and not enough in others. Physical, mental, spiritual and emotional health matter, no matter what is happening in Washington D.C. or anywhere else in the nation and world.
I am reminded of Kris Ann Hall's words this week: we must focus on our local and state governing bodies in order to affect real change. Similarly, I must turn my focus to making myself and then my home a place of beauty and of peace and of faith in the One who gives us breath. That process begins with my heart, soul, mind and body, which have been VERY busy with matters too far beyond my reach.
Yes, I pray for God's will on the earth, and I agree with Him to make happen here what He would like, and I will continue to intercede where He leads; however I must also put in the work of what He has given me to do...here...today. My realm is that of this little home; tending to its bodies and its needs is my responsibility, as is caring for my own self!
Real transformation begins inside of us, and from that place, rivers of life can flow.
It is time to focus first on what matters most. The 80/20 principle comes to mind, as do so many others. I will now take courage to return to what needs to have my first priority...and then from a place of strength there, will see what is left to give beyond the hearth and home.
Friday, February 7, 2020
On Patriotism and Inner Acceptance of Whatever IS True
Wednesday, November 20, 2019
Sunday, September 22, 2019
Man Love, Fathering and a Wife/Mama's Dream
Monday, September 16, 2019
Zeal Arising
Monday, September 9, 2019
For the Married Folks
Take a listen to Rabbi Daniel Lapin's podcast "How to Master the Curiously Complicated Machinery of Marriage"
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Another First for A Son
First day
First coo & giggle
Words so fast
First sit, then crawl, then steps!
Fast forward through so many firsts
Now the job he's long sought!
How elated I still feel as he reaches out to the world beyond, embracing what's his to enjoy and
So proud of him
Even after more than 17 years of savoring each first.
Motherhood is one of THE sweetest things.
Blooming Boys
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
How Should We Then Live??
More SRATools
Thursday, August 8, 2019
Inner Life - It Begins
I could NEVER get to it!
Now there are massive emotional areas I can finally "get to" and the stuff on this healing center site goes along with nicely with what I've been led to learn and practice over the past decade.
Feel free to email me at exuberantforlife@gmail.com if you have questions, or comment below and I'll get back with you as soon as I'm able.
Monday, July 22, 2019
Inner Life (an intermission)
As I'm going along dealing FINALLY with all sorts of stuff I could not get to before, I am needing to take a bit of a break from sharing with you. I have some posts in draft form and simply do not have the strength, energy or will to get the editing finished even though it would take me a bit longer than it will to write this whole thing for you!
To give you some context, when I was about 12 years old I hugged my Grandma goodby one fine day and she gave me a smooch. She had a cold sore on her lip and since then I've had them erupt on and off. They are NEVER fun.
I've been SO happy not to have had any in a long time.
Last weekend I was very ill with an out-of-nowhere migraine headache which when exposed to any daylight caused vomiting. I felt terrible all that day...and though the next day I was better, a small bump developed on my lip the following week.
Well, lemme tell you there's a lot of deliverance and inner healing going on...all in areas far beyond my reach until now and I'm reminded of the principle that my body has kept score. In other words, it's letting to of a life time of JUNK. That's really good news!!!!
However...
..tonight I finally had the courage to look at it under a magnified mirror and was saddened to see what's happening. While it IS getting better it is still very much in need of help. So...I have cleaned it throughly, dabbed with hydrogen peroxide, let it dry and then sprayed it with peppermint oil. Once that dried a bit I gobbed on lots of vitamin E creme.
It looks so horrible that I couldn't bare to let my hubby and kids see it for fear of worrying or disgusting them (plus I think keeping it from air, etc is a wise move), so I covered it with cotton pads and stuck them down gently with bandages. While this might seem like no big deal, I know I need to not talk and not eat tonight in order to give it all a huge chance to heal. My flapping jaw isn't good for that new skin growth making it's way underneath all that nastiness.
I am very grateful the past two nights I've been able to sleep pretty well. For two nights before that it was oozing so badly I couldn't rest as I had to keep dabbing the nasty stuff!! 😰
I don't normally talk about such gross stuff...and the only reason I'm telling you now is because it HURTS and I'm trying not to cry. My nerves feel super raw and I need comfort...and so I will plop myself down on the deck where the flowers and fruits, veggies and herbs grow and the birds flutter around doing their lovely things and I will read the great book I'm in the middle of. I might sneak down some sort of liquid protein through a straw in order to give in and take some over-the-counter pain meds. I hate to take anything like that unless I have to...yet I know this stress I'm feeling from the pain is apt to cause my body to react even more. 😷
Oh, and I'll work through PM's 3 steps to emotional healing too, because all this healing is sometimes....well, PAINFUL. Worth it, of course, yet 😢
Once I have my strength back, I'll get working on some posts for ya. I have a lot of things to share which have come to light!!
