"Drink from that wishing well but may it never quench your thirst."
I hate this concept because it encourages us to keep desiring more from our lives. But when you want more it's usually out of dissatisfaction with how your life is in the moment. It's the dissatisfaction that I hate. On the seventh day, God looked at everything he had made and said that is was good.He was satisfied. Sure, it was really the beginning of huge disasters that He knew were coming, but in that moment, He was satisfied. I don't want to be God (obviously) but I want to be able to look over my life and say the same thing. I want to be satisfied with the way things are in all the different aspects of my life and to make changes based on a desire to tweak what is already there. I am nowhere near this point because I feel there are too many big changes that I still need to make. I'd like my thirst to be quenched in that sense and the continued thirst to be about smaller things; things that will not leave me anxious because I haven't changed them.
I hate discomfort. I hate constant change. I hate that I have not yet arrived where I'd like to be. I hate that I am constantly restless. Take that away and I think I will function better and enjoy my life a bit more than I am right now. I'm rambling again...
Monday, November 24, 2014
Monday, November 10, 2014
I wrote this last year in an attempt to romanticise what has now become my nemesis. Every day I wake up in the wee hours of the morning - wide awake.
Sleep deprives me.
Thoughts crowding my head.
So many hours lay ahead.
Ahead. I thought I was moving ahead.
Now I'm five steps lagging.
Ahead is now actually behind...
What lays behind me, I'll one day say out loud.
Alternatively, I'll always hold it inside in hope that someday, I'll forget...
Forget. It's easy to forget what I mean to you.
Have I forgotten or have you just not told me yet?
Yet through it all, He sees it all, knows it all and will take me through it all
It's all for my deer feet.