It hit me today. For the first time in my life as a student, there’s a refreshing (and unfamiliar) sense of alignment in what’s about to go down in my studies. Projects, readings, professors, discussions. It’s not school for me anymore. It’s inspiration. And it’s taken me 21 years to let that truth come to life.
The realization that God has to take my weak heart and weak grit and weak faith and limited beliefs and limited ideas and really intense fear and anxiety and depression and loss to get HERE... it feels like a bow on a box finally being wrapped as it comes to the end of its construction. Because it’s not about me anymore. It’s stopped being about my progress as a student, and started sweeping into my curiosities and soul as “what am I about to learn and experience today?”
There’s so much left out there I’m excited to be inspired by and a lot of it has nothing to do with any clear purpose at all. But if it sparks my interest, it’s a dishonor to the call of my Creator not to give that interest a payment of attention.
I don’t know if I’ll ever call myself an artist. A journalist. film critic. philosopher. poet. media mogul. writer. teacher. technologist. researcher. marketer. economist. social impact entrepreneur.
It ALL interests me. All of it. Every single story. Multiple passions coinciding into a unique, God-given imprint He holds in his hands to go use somewhere, somehow in this world with my life. Hallelujah.
I had to stop telling myself the story that I belonged to any single story. Nobody does. All of me matters - and YOU do too. The stories you want to tell and the projects and paths you’re craving to create MATTER because YOU are the one they matter to. Nobody else can go live what you’re about to go live.
Our faith isn’t around to help us. The “point” isn’t so we can simply try and reach these aligned moments every day. But what a gift. What a GIFT! What a blessing to feel so aligned with our own souls at all.
Believe in where you are, not because you believe in yourself, but because you believe in the Author of that self in which you’re allowed to live within. He’s such a magnificent writer. What if you honored His story?
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing and reading and all the storytelling things since I learned as a kid that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.