Looking For The Light..

For those of you who have been with me since the beginning, and those of you that continue to come back to see what I say, I want you to know how much I appreciate the fact that you have not left in the periods where I am taking too long between posts. You may be happy to know that one of the things I have been doing, in this last period, is pitching a new idea and complete redesign of my website.

This is not what I want to talk about today, however, today I want to let you know what else happens when I am away for so long. In those times I am trying to figure out who I am, and trying to figure out what in my life needs to be uncluttered. Sadly, in those times when chaos takes over, when I end up in a work life I am not sure I want anymore, when there is need for taxes to be done, and housework to be done, my soul ends up in a darkness that needs to find its way back to the light. In those times, and the effort to clear out my stuff, I forget to take time to do something that truly makes me happy. The longer I put off doing something that makes my heart sing, the harder it is for me to climb out. I guess you can equate it to the winter blah that people get in, in the places that go dormant for the season.

It is my believe that most, if not all of us, forget that even though there is a winter, there are still things we can do that we love, that will keep the light burning in our souls until the sun comes back around to light up our outside worlds as well. For me one of those things is getting lost in a variety of music and singing and dancing. I have been forgetting to do that. So yesterday we went out for a few hours of what was supposed to be fun and community. I just was not feeling it when I arrived. I guess I have been so bogged down by stuff that I could not feel the fun anymore. Eventually I made my way to the Jukebox to play some music. I started with some of my favorites – 70’s classic rock, then added in a mix of multiple decades and multiple genre. Once I closed my eyes, and sang along like no one was listening, and then let my feet move in dance like no one was watching, I began to feel a window open that I did not even realize was closed. My soul had been yearning for something it loved and I did not even know it, until I fed it. Wow what a difference when you feel that pull of aliveness.

I hope to not get lost in the darkness again any time soon, but lord knows I might, as I know I am not completely out of it yet. So as I continue to remove clutter from my life, and change in big and small ways, this is my message to you – DO NOT FORGET TO FEED YOUR SOUL. If you get a chance, every day take a little amount of time and do something you truly love, something that makes your heart skip a beat. If not every day, do it as often as you can. This is how your soul stays in the light where it is happiest. All is not lost, however, and hope rings eternal if you do end up in the darkness. If you do end up like me, looking for the light, take a minute and ask to be shown the way back. You just might find something little that causes a spark and points you in the right direction. The rest of the journey is up to you adding in time for what you love. I say take the time..

If you can relate, or have your own story to share, please do.. That way everyone, including me, can know they are not alone…

3 thoughts on “Looking For The Light..”

  1. Yup,winter can suck the life out of me. My body wants to do nothing more than lay on the couch. The darkness of winter tugs me to a place I would rather not be. When I’m feeling particularly blue, I go to family pictures. It brings me to a place of love and warmth remembering when. It reminds me how lucky I am to have so many siblings, and to know they are truly my foundation. I talk about camping, and family shenanigans, and Christmas morning, and hot chocolate brewing in a giant pot on the stove, and home made root beer in the summer, and bricks warmed in the oven and wrapped in wool scraps keeping our feet warm in the coldest of winters, and stubbing my toe on a cold brick in bed in the middle of the night. I could go on forever…I think you get the idea. Love you sis. ♡

    1. I so get the idea. As a matter of fact, I also have recently brought up the bricks and the time when the root beer fermented in one of the cases. Mom had this horrific look when I said “wow mom, the root beer has a kick this year”. She immediately had to check all the cases. LOL – My grateful journal will make mention of these memories for today. Thank you for the extra light sis… Love back at you..

  2. You’re doing a great job Laura and I enjoy reading your posts. I especially appreciated your “no peas” commentary. Keep up the good work!

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