yourintrinsicself

Reflections on life, truth, faith, love, introspection, and transformation.

Tension, choice, and freedom

From tension you came Pressing against the womb of mother Expanding her body to accommodate our growth Contractions preceed this world's most sacred release Your arrival as a newborn child

In tension you choose Who you are Integrate your impossibly improbable ancestory Find your true identity Navigate relationships of all shapes and sizes Function within the lanes of society Manifest your unique community

With tension you find pleasure Deep in breath calming the vagal nerve Deep out breath sharing your voice with the world around you Muscle tension precedes meaningful right action Energy contained in the form of you In the form of your joy Tension of two bodies pressing together in connection Contractions of many magnitudes as your physical form explodes

With tension you work Pushing purpose into activity Actively stewarding, organizing Putting energy toward an purpose Inner and outer progress toward beauty and truth in outcome

Intentionally in tension Freedom arrives

Where does your freedom await?

Tension, choice, and freedom

From tension you came Pressing against the womb of mother Expanding her body to accommodate our growth Contractions preceed this world's most sacred release Your arrival as a newborn child

In tension you choose Who you are Integrate your impossibly improbable ancestory Find your true identity Navigate relationships of all shapes and sizes Function within the lanes of society Manifest your unique community

With tension you find pleasure Deep in breath calming the vagal nerve Deep out breath sharing your voice with the world around you Muscle tension precedes meaningful right action Energy contained in the form of you In the form of your joy Tension of two bodies pressing together in connection Contractions of many magnitudes as your physical form explodes

Intentionally in tension Freedom arrives

Where does your freedom await?

Forgiveness great and small

A few reminders I've felt lately -Forgive the person not the act -Forgive them seventy times seven -Practice empathetic forgiveness

Forgiveness is never easy. And sometimes it is very hard. For most of my life I thought forgiveness came naturally. Some of it does, but perhaps ease correlates with depth. One of the most valuable and challenging lessons of my life has been that the most precious forgiveness can require immense effort.

What might you be called to forgive that is difficult and, perhaps proportionately, transformational?

You are what you “eat”

The wise discern what to 1. Put in their mouth 2. Chew 3. Spit out 4. Swallow Or any combination thereof.

I'm not talking about food.

Too often I've attempted to take on, chew and swallow everything. Societal fear of the unknown. Irrational concerns of a neighbor. Confused beliefs of a friend. Toxic anger of a family member. Hateful spirit of an acquaintance.

If these are not mine, then why do I keep trying to digest them all?

Lord, help me to be more discerning of what I put into my mind, body, heart, soul, and spirit!

What might you be chewing on today that it's time to spit out?

Can and Will

Sometimes I can but I won't. Feels exhausting. Tank is empty. What's wrong with me. Depression.

Sometimes I can't but I will. Feels urgent. Must keep moving. Can't stop won't stop. Anxiety.

Where can you...? When will you...? What new balance might life be calling you into?

When you were a baby, you cried without understanding why With years have come wisdom; born of experience and courage Rest not in your understanding; else it keep you from feeling

Big bang

Bang! Matter explodes into something new called space Energy expands and disperses Leaving the matter to itself As chaos drives the need for order So does order demand chaos for it's very existence Perhaps we are all part of one journey from anxiety to peace

Mind racing... Heart feels it all yet keeps the beat Body leaps and aches but lands on its feet Soul stands still.

Grasping doesn't get it

To want with insecurity is not to desire It is a wish upon a star too distant to know by name It is to grasp with fingers incapable of holding that which could otherwise be obtained It is to reach too far beyond the artificial desire of insecurity Like a magnet facing backward, pushing away it's counterpart Too often we grasp at an unfamiliar wish Instead of preparing to accept our deepest desires

Where are you grasping when you might be receiving?

A rather big lie I have tried to understand I have feared it to be impossible to love God fully and be alive in this world

What big lie are you afraid of facing?

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