Sinus Infections and Paint
So I have been on a little bit of a forced rest lately. Ever have one of those? It’s kind of like God’s way of getting me to slow way down, bring in my margins, and just spend time listening. Usually there is so much good stuff that comes out of those rests. But if you try to go before you get a green light you just crash. It’s like you might as well hurry up and rest already, because until you do… nothing. You would think by now I would not be surprised by these seasons. Nope. But these seasons of rest are so very good. Sacred. Holy.
I still have this dang sinus infection. And while normally I would be rushing around trying to get better, I just feel this peace to sit and rest. Like all of the striving has just left. And I am happy. Really the happiest I have been in a very long time. Even with my head pounding so much I can hardly focus on anything creative.
This summer marks the tenth anniversary of my car accident. And I feel like it’s going to be a very special year for me. That it’s time to really truly celebrate life. I feel like the layers of fear that have kept me from truly living all this time have just somehow melted away. I can feel my heart trusting again. And it’s so very good.
Do you know something amazing? When I paint I rarely ever feel physical pain. There is something about picking up a paintbrush that sends feel good endorphins to your brain. I am serious. You should try it. I have been painting a bit these last few days and it is the only thing that has been lessening my pain. This is a piece that is in process right now.
If I am not around much this summer, it’s because I will be here. Celebrating my life with beloveds.
holding onto sacred rest… and celebrating.