I love my life.
Together with my husband and four precious poppets, I love wholeheartedly exploring a life of wholeness, making wonderful memories along the the way. It is our creative journey. It is our adventure. We are family.
I am a passionate believer of living life from a place of truly knowing who you have been lovingly created to be. Knowing your inner plumb-line of identity truths, you can jump into your unique flavours of amazingness and awaken the desires of your heart. Your original blueprint holds the designs for your dreams to flourish. It is a beautiful process of discovery and one that validates.
It is life giving, not only for yourself, but to those you share your life with.
I am in an interesting transitional season right now which is prompting me to frequently ponder, often reflect, and be completely honest about my life journey so far. This awareness is real and at times a little uncomfortable. In that place of discomfort, I can see that my life hasn’t often looked so succinctly sweet.
I have not always loved my life. I have arrived in some areas and still on the journey with others. Between four pregnancies, years of sleep disturbed nights and taking care of four little ones, often it has been quite the miracle to do the basics of life, let alone create an intentional space for the deep longing of fulfilling all my dreams.
The immediate needs of the family have sometimes crowded out the whispers in my heart. Those inspiring creative ideas and beautifully designed intentions have more often than not, been reluctantly shelved for a later date. At times I have doubted whether they would ever be seen again. I have looked at others and compared my unfulfilled desires with those who had already achieved similar ones. A downward spiral that in a blink of a thought, a feeling or an action can soon sabotage the beautiful journey that has been uniquely created for me.
As a family we have adopted the affirmation ‘your turn will come’. It has been a great support in gently shifting us from a disempowering longing to one that empowers. It focusses our attention on the present joy of the journey and gently nudges us to release the notion of missing out. What originally can look like an unfulfilled dream can soon change into one that has already begun its journey, full of potential possibility. Knowing that our turn will come fuels our hope. It eradicates jealousy, preventing us from looking at others and comparing. It makes it so much easier to bless the person whose turn it is and it affirms the perfect timing of a dream’s fruition. In a home that nurtures honour, we love to celebrate, blessing each of our unique flavours of amazingness during the many stages of the revealing of our individual dreams.
For those of you who can relate to my conversation around the deep longing of those unfulfilled dreams, may I encourage you to not give up and still keep believing.
Your turn will come.
Stay patient and trust your own journey. Comparison stinks. You are the reason your journey is unique and your story is being seen. The timing of fruition will be just perfect.
QUESTION TIME: What unfulfilled dreams are important to you? What are you holding on tight to? What are you afraid of? What can you let go of? What affirmation can you adopt to encourage you on your journey?
How may I support you?