There are moments when life cracks us wide open. Not with the purpose of breaking us down but rather to cause us to blossom into the fullness of who we really are. It’s not just one thing, but rather the layering of events that carry with them great potential to have us immediately react like the mimosa pudica. So it was, the first 4 weeks of the new year had almost concluded and a personal reset had proven critical. With little resistance, everything around me came into agreement on what was needed. Messages from different mediums whispering almost in synchronicity:

Pause. Be still. And most of all, get quiet.

…and so I did. I literally unplugged from my personal social media accounts and realized how audible my thoughts are when the noise of busyness is quiet. I scheduled time with my life coach, went for my first run in years (and almost dieeeeeeeeeeeeed). Phew. More on that at a later time. And actually wrote a blog post.  Funny how life brings us home to the very things we have long postponed. See, for almost the past 4 years I have put off writing. Yet when I became intentionally still it was the first thing pulling on my heart strings. 

As much as I love a good scroll through Instagram, ‘liking’ quotes and pics and laughing out loud with Shannon Sharpe and Ocho Cinco, a digital decluttering and detox was necessary. Why exactly did I still have two Instagram accounts, for starters? Answer: still unknown. What is for sure is that social media provides this non-tv watcher with an abundance of entertainment. What has been undeniable is how much time I have invested in just scrolling aimlessly. 

As I was decluttering somethings on one end, letting go of expired thoughts on another end and releasing moments that stung at the core, I gave serious thought to what I would fill myself with. Grace was the first answer. Not more “to do’s” to keep me even more hooked on the idea that I need to be on a 24/7 grind, but more grace for myself and more harmony with knowing that all is just as it’s supposed to be. Trying to control change is to enter a fight I won’t win, with a guarantee that I will repeatedly secure the constellation prize of exhaustion. So instead I choose the soft life. 

So yes, to more joy. Yes, to more safe spaces. Yes, to more soul-filling moments. More reasons to laugh out loud and more opportunities to do what I love. A big yes to being light and living in a space of blessing and not blame. May I also choose surrender with greater ease and remain full with gratitude for each experience along the way.

Every sunset is indeed the opportunity for a reset. And I am thankful.