The rains have been a-comin’ down… and it is still colder than I would like, being a Cali-gurl. Graduate school is back in session, and I am busy busy busy. I am checking and rechecking. My spiritual feet are growing, and I am tripping over them.
M5 made me do burpies this week. They are worse than Turkish Getups. A family member of mine just overcame a huge medical hurdle. I did two important performances, and I met with some wonderful people, just to plan for what to future will hold (once I have time). I did an interview last night with a man who happily lives his life as a DC Judge and Award-winning playwright. It was humbling. The last month has been humbling. I had a really good friend tell me some profound truths about truly trying to improve myself, and how much harder it is than telling people about themselves.
My roof is solid, and I am spending a lot of time in my mental attic. I am finding some old boxes in there. They make me laugh, and cry, and so happy to remember, and so wishing I could forget. What I am beginning to really look into how the way I see myself differs from the way God sees me. I am a work in progress, and while it is beautiful work, man sometimes the work sucks!
But I have the covering of those who truly love me (and that includes me). But I have more “Spring cleaning to do”. This is a vague meandering of words, but it feels good to write about the hope that I feel. This work I am doing… it is truly something.
