I think I let myself get to a certain point of success that felt like I’d proven SOMETHING, then started to carefully slide into lowered expectation and a continual hedging of my dreams. Growing up I always knew I was born for more. I was 11 when I first started flicking through my Dad’s Tony …
12 Days of Christmas Confessions – Day 7: It’s Really Freaking Difficult for Me to Get My Head Around God Wanting Me to Dream MY Desires and Wants!
Is anybody else starting to feel like this 12 day series could almost be a course? Or is it just that it’s a course for me and everybody else gets to participate via my publicising of what God is working me through?! I’ll go ahead and answer that and say I fully know this is searing and healing others, …
12 Days of Christmas Confessions – Day 6: But God, How Do I Just Be?
I had nothing to write today, was not going to, was stuck in an ‘I can’t’ mode of feeling just the impending … doom. The doom of writing in order to be. The doom of showing up because I should. The doom of once again jumping through a hoop, even a little bit, and so …
12 Days of Christmas Confessions – Day 5: I’ve Still Been Clinging to My Life and Ideas of Who I Need to Be
I’ve been in a wrestle on this one for years. Maybe the entire time? Do you ever stop and think back to when you were last TRULY in flow and certainty and a deep deep knowing that this is where you’re meant to be? I felt it last Sunday with my first time on stage …
12 Days of Christmas Confessions – Day 4: I Know the True Oil Only Comes From Sitting in the Fire, Yet I Have So Often Just Churned it Out
Are we enjoying this series? I know I’m enjoying writing it, but better even still I am walking TALLER writing it. I am becoming, again, who I am. You do know. Yes? That the work you’re called to do will by definition walk YOU forward into alignment and the path of right destiny? So often …
