This morning, I’m sitting by the fire and it’s quiet! Stacy and I spent most of the day yesterday putting the house back together after a week of photo shoots and cat fights. The cats are sleeping and I feel the tension start to lift as The Japanese House plays my favourite song, “Face Like Thunder” over our recycled bamboo Bluetooth speaker.
A sense of calm and clarity washes over me as I start to hear what’s in my heart.
As 2018 comes to a close in a few weeks, there is much that I want to put to bed. The last 16 months have been the most magical and the most painful of my life. I choose to learn as much as I can from it all, so I’m grateful for even the moments and people that brought me to my knees.
So, as I listen to Amber Bain (aka The Japenese House) sing,
“I kissed the floor, curled up in a ball
There’s nothing coming out of my mouth so I said
nothing at all”
I remember all the ways I’ve been cracked open and all the things I want to say. I remember the visions I have for my life and how I might best contribute to alleviating the suffering in the world.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how we vision our world. There are lots of ways lots of people will tell you to what to do and what to think based on their visions. I’m not going to do that.