All the pretty pictures scrolling and scrolling, keeping me
from doing the good stuff. The stuff
that grows businesses, makes changes, and satisfies the soul. Content just to nestle into this comfy couch
while Charlie basks in the warm sun. Phone in hand, right finger swiping bottom
to top, bottom to top, then back again… more pretty things. Excuses of investigation, what is new, what is
desired. 3-2-1, shock the body, up I rise. Walking, eyes
refocused, blinking to see reality. Here
I am, ready to do the work. Settled
down, fingers tapping, letters into words into sentences:
Pressing out of the comfy bubble, I ventured far and wide to
explore new ideas, find a few new faces.
Pushing the church doors open, no familiar faces, finding an empty spot,
a smile and I settle. A class to groom leaders,
primed to receive all the good stuff, I absorb the video and think all the deep
thoughts. We answer the questions, some differing opinions, yet a fresh
perspective. It’s all in efforts to mold and redefine, breaking off old ways
and building anew. It’s good. Good thoughts not previously considered and
real live people to learn from and relate to.
No photoshop, no filters, just seasoned women in all walks of life,
sharing their stories. No little heart to double click, no hashtags, no need
for clever comments.
Instead, rising up something that’s been waiting, poised,
absorbing, sorting. Little seeds now
bursting forth for it is time. It is time. Ready to grow, the seeking and
sitting is behind me, now is the time to move the feet, tap the fingers into
words, and stop the scroll.
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