Pearls for a Gypsy

   I've been on a journey recently. Like always, my mind has been going in a million different directions. It looks like I'm chopping zucchini for dinner, but I'm off somewhere contemplating the meaning of life (To love and to be loved? To give without seeking anything in return? To help as many people as possible on this sphere we call home? To help one person with all of my heart as if they were my life's work? To be a mom with all of my heart and soul? To  create a lasting memory so beautiful that joy itself finds joy in the magic of it? To live simply?) and playing the never ending game of connect the dots with the events that have shaped my life. (Hmm...if that wouldn't have happened then would I be where I am today?)


  I remember being really contemplative early on. While other kids were having their Kool-Aid and Fritos binge on the playground, I was usually in mid-thought about Heaven and if the butterfly fluttering around the lilies could make it up to God. I've always had this deep longing to pick emotions and thoughts apart like an intricate piece of machinery. Our thoughts lead to our feelings; our feelings to our thoughts. We are all like a set of well oiled gears turning with purpose.


   I believe that we are all so uniquely different, uniquely imperfect, and uniquely beautiful. How many days go by, though, where the sun dissolves on the horizon before we know it and the stars are the only thing left, like embers after a fire has gone out. Too often, our good intentions do not evolve into anything more than that. Hopes and dreams take root in our hearts, but we do not take the time to water them with diligence, sacrifice, and determination. The days turn into weeks, the weeks into months, and the months into years.


   For all of us that wonder and wander--I am putting pen to paper. I'm taking a good long look into my heart and I'm going to choose to live intentionally. I want to invite you on this journey with me. I'm going to write weekly entries. These entries will range in context, but all will offer you a time to reflect. This isn't a "quick fix"--it isn't a quick "devotional" that you can read in a quick two minutes while rushing out the door for work or as you fall asleep while on your phone at night. This is going to be all about slowing down and taking time to live like you haven't lived in a long time, if ever.




   The journey will be beautiful. xx


  


  

Burlap and Roses

A paradigm shift—
Ashes to beauty and ordinary to spectacular
That’s what love does.
Transformative love beneath a silver plated sky
The moon kisses the dirt, stirring up a subtle growth
Golden beams of the morning sun
Dissolve the beads of dew
Out from the rocky terrain, a rose pushes through
I clench my fist ‘round my heart
Squeeze it; bring it to life
A new day of dreams lain out--
polished stones to fill my pockets with.

Beneath the clouds of promise
I throw my dreams in the ocean’s salty blue
The stones will raise the tide by no grand measure
But, it is my contribution to the world—as small as it may seem
Like burlap and roses—
Beauty that is strong yet delicate