Do you remember the movie Mr. Mom? He lost his job, wallowed in self pity, let it all go, found himself, organized his surroundings and his life, and in the end regained all he had lost and more.
Yup, that's me, well, without the Mr. title. I quit my stress permeated job (circumstances personal), cried, wallowed in self pity, yelled at God, made a mess of the holidays, came to grips with it all, and found myself. The self I had lost several years ago when I felt the gentle nudging that all was not well with my soul. Do you remember when he drives into the school entrance, and someone yell's "You're doing it wrong!" MMMhmmm, that was me. I was doing it wrong, trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. How about when he tells his son he needs to give up his little blanket or he'd end up strung out on comforters. That was me telling myself, give up the stress or you'll end up strung out on stress, and I was! It took two months of weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth to realize I am now where I want to be. Back in partnership with God, nurturing a faith that was sadly neglected. It's a new year, and my circumstances haven't changed, but my life has. Faith renewed, I am looking forward to a year of learning, prospering, working, and most important of all, learning how to BE! I hope all of you have learned your lessons faster than old me. I was always do, do, doing. Now I want to spend some time learning just to BE.
Here's a bit of whimsy for you:
To be is to do ~ Plato
To do is to be ~ Socrates
Do be Do be do ~ Sinatra
What do you choose?
Blessings,
Theresa
