It's okay to just sit a bit in this space you’re currently in. It’s hard to feel - really feel - your own unknown. Feeling the feeling waiting to be felt. Not googling one more thing, not asking one more person for advice, not going after that cope cope cope for whatever answer makes sense.
When we cope we ignore that which MUST command our attention.
And it will continue to insist on attention through however desperately we get to until we face our space head on.
What does it feel like to pray nothing at all? Silence with open hands?
What does it feel like to write down your pain and face it out in the open?
What does it feel like to step into whatever you’re running away from and ask it what it’s been waiting to tell you?
Maybe it’s fear. Anger. Deep rooted shame or inconsistent misalignment. Maybe it’s that joy can be found here if you adjust how you view it. Maybe it’s the helping hand of someone you’ve never considered. Maybe it’s really, really simple, or really complex, or somewhere in between. But whatever it is matters more than anything else you’re facing.
It’s holy. It’s outside of you put inside of you as a glimpse into where you’re headed should you take the humble posture to pause before you go. Call it the Spirit, a vibe, or epiphany... the divine can’t speak into you if you’re not accepting the space where it lives. It lives in stillness. In patience. In humbleness. In wide open willingness and in the faith of good things.
Seek your space amidst this chaos to settle yourself before ever committing to solving anything on your own. Your power’s outside of you. But you’re the lucky one who gets to say yes.
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.