There’s a weakness in my soul today. Lately. Often.
I miss my usual ways. I’ve lost my candor. I’ve lost confidence. I’m tired. Move slowly. React slower still.
I tell myself to do things. Make lists to do them from. Leave the list where it sits. Beside me, even, without an attempt to complete it.
I cannot get the kitchen table cleared.
I have no follow-up, no vim. I don’t even remember what vigor is.
I want to say I care. But apparently I don’t. With a pile of work to do and the pressure of another long day looming over my head – I sit down to write instead.
Writing usually clears my head. Lately – just another thing I never accomplish.
Connection is needed that doesn’t require debate. Eye contact. Interest. Gentle, intellectual, spirit-filled.
Be careful. I don’t have a filter right now. But be brave.
I’m logged in to wp for the first time in who knows how long and decided to start reading with this post. Thanks to the quote in the photo. And thanks to you for showing up. Repeatedly.
You taught me to stand in my truths.