Lately I have been finding joy in the art of “settling in” in my own head, in my own skin, in my own space. It’s an idea that I’ve been toying with, dancing around the edges of for a while now. It’s the practice of relaxing into myself and letting that be “enough”. And it’s only by regular practice that I feel like I understand. Now all I can think is, “Try it, you’ll like it!”
This is “Lundie’s Life” and never more have I realized I have a complete 100% right to it. That’s one of the damages that can be done with scripture. The idea that I am “not my own, I was bought at a price” may be intended to bring comfort and a sense of belonging, but for me, what it did was remove my right simply be ME. In my drive to be “right” with God, I abandoned my rightful place in my own body, and my own head.
I am amazed at how life seems to flow better when you stop fighting it. It’s not about good or bad, or right or wrong. Right now, for me it’s about observing. Engaging with what’s in front of me. If I spend so much time reviewing things that already happened, or stressing over all the things that could happen, I completely miss the NOW that just IS. That’s how time flies. That is the true “MO” of “FOMO”.
Love and peace.
PS – Check out this post by JJ. I like her.