Thursday, June 8, 2017


Sometimes, being still and living in faith is a boss fight.

Yesterday was very quiet, which was nice, and all was well until the later evening, when I bumped into some sore spots, emotionally. It was hard to stay centered, and I wrestled with the nasty emotions of despair and distrust for nearly an hour before I surrendered and just quit -- I shut up and went to bed and let the swirling mass inside me have its way without any help from me. These are low-level boss fights, invitations to freak out as much as I want to, to blow up my life even.

It's not always easy to say "No thank you" and move on. Despair makes a Time Lord of me, time-shifting to Back Then Places filled with danger, uncertainty, self-doubt and self-loathing. That was then.

This is now.