Village.Tribe.Family You Choose

I thought I always been part of a tribe. Aside from my family, I really thought I had a tribe...especially at church--the reason for our common ground, the beliefs that allowed us to belong.
However, as I begin my personal journey of building my own tribe, I'm learning I was never part of a tribe.

When you get  married, move out, leave for training school, or leave your home Corps and division--your tribe can all but disappear. Of course, this also happens in just plain real life.
Building is not as easy. Making friends is not for the faint of heart! After all, it's a lot like dating. Getting the guts up to say "Would you want to do coffee some time?" can give me a heart attack and make me want to puke. And really, who want to regress to high school?

And yet, it's vital that we have a tribe of friends we can do life...real connection.
In my personal journey to find my tribe these few thoughts keep coming to mind:
To be able to talk unapologetically  about how life and…

Day 3 Fear is no island

At first, it's devastating. You're overwhelmed by the new surroundings, and terrified you'll never, ever be able to leave. But by each new day, taking small're learning to survive.

You adapt, you get stronger, deep breathe in deep breathe out You Got This!

Eventually, you build quite a little raft to sail yourself back to reality. You're greeted with great excitement, and everyone comments on how you good you look..that beautiful glowing skin and inner peace.

You have no desire to return back, but you look back as the place where you grew in to a better person.

Fear is not at all like being stranded on an island with an awesome self help book.

After Micah was born, I was gifted with darling oneies and postpartum depression.It felt as though someone just thrown me into a room, door locked, key thrown away. Just me. Alone.

My initial reaction was confusion. How did I get here? Is it because I haven't processed the death of my mother and my sister? Am …

Day 2: Where I see myself

Well...I'm super behind on writing everyday! Bear with me.

Running. Feet pounding the earth, heart pounding in the ears. Tears filled with disappointment...feet pounding driving her to a place far away. From the looks of things jealousy, hatred, and contempt filled her much anxiety. Mistreated, vulnerable, uncertain and scared....what else was there do but run??

This is the story of Hagar. I see myself in her. 

Fuming of frustration. A promise was no given, but no blessing in sight. Faith is growing weary. Why, why must you make me wait? Jaded and burn out, bitterness storing up and lack of trust was in heart. 

This is the story of Sarai. I see myself in her.

I am not stranger to fear. No, I have not been a slave, I have not been mistreated and abused. But I have experienced the kind of fear, the kind that both paralyzes you and tells you that the the only ways to escape is to RUN!

I am no stranger to fear. It is sneaky, it slithers its way into my life at the move to this ap…

October Topic...

It is the beginning of October! There is a freshness in the air...maybe not in California because of the smog...but you get what I mean...

It did not take me long to choose a topic to explore because it is a topic that is so pertinently on my mind almost everyday. It is a topic that shakes me, and to be completely honest...this is a topic that is at the root of every mistake, sin, and worried thought...any guesses to the topic?

Anyone else struggle with it? Do you feel its icy breath when you want to try something new, initiate in relationships??

I'm coming to realize that I do not have to be its slave. I'm free to struggle, but I'm not overcome. Moreover, I'm not made to struggle alone.

So today begins with me exposing of my struggle for you to see. Today begins an invitation to you to join me. Today begins with me doing one thing that scares begins 30 days of writing and exposing FEAR and how it relates to me.

Will you join in?



31 days of BRAVE

It's been a long time and very little posting on this.

I'm excited AND nervous to do a 31 day writing challenge were writers (or aspiring writers) choose a topic and write about it every day for the month of October. 31 DAYS, people! That's a lot of words.

My immediate response was: oooooh. I'd like to do that!

Then my instinctual, self-conscious self combated...

Who would want to read 31 days of anything you'd have to write about?

Welp, it starts tomorrow, and if you'd like to join me on my journey, you can read on my blog. Stay tuned for the unveiling of the topic!

May you be encouraged and challenged as we journey together...

THIS. IS. MY. BRAVE. Here I go...

"Courage originally meant to speak one's mind by telling all one's heart" --Brene Brown--


Beautiful Truth!


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