I haven’t written much lately. And I could never pinpoint the exact reason as to why I haven’t felt “convicted” to spill out words and words and words on my journal or on my phone. But what I do know is that this season has held so much calm in its arms I haven’t known what to do with my thoughts and spirit when there’s no pulling or driving force fueling me along. I accepted an incredible job. I graduated college. I celebrated beautiful friendships. I’m in love with so many people and places. And this afternoon, I felt a proverbial “the end” etching on a closing book as I drove through rural Georgia, heading home to prepare for a new life.
But, this isn’t a new life. This is my same life. This is my same story, but I can FEEL the meaning and power of considering one part a “chapter” and beginning something entirely unfamiliar after it finally closes.
I haven’t written in a while in part because I haven’t had the stress to inspire so many thoughts. But I also haven’t dedicated time to crafting an ideal life online because I’m so busy living it out instead. I think I’m so in love with walking and breathing and laughing and reading and driving and listening that I couldn’t be bothered to author a story better than what my guiding Author already has me in.
To be entirely transparent, the past few weeks held plenty of grief, loneliness, and anxiety in preparing to leave behind 21 years of structured living. But it was different; it was filled to the BRIM with questions and help and prayer and wellness and walking and breathing and laughing and reading and driving and listening.... it was filled with LIFE ?! insert aha moment on how to “manage” our daily stressors rather than abandon them...
I feel so new as equally as I feel connected to all my past self has experienced. I haven’t been writing so much about life because I’ve been living it. Oh my word, what a gift.
Thank you for walking through #fieldnotesbychlo with me. They’re not going away but they’re also definitely shifting in their happening at all.
I LOVE all you people reading along. Now get offline for a bit. Go live.
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.