• The ever-changing dance of control

    The wrestle between control and letting go is an ongoing dance in my life. Sometimes that dance is frenetic with a tugging between my desire to trust and my desire to feel an illusion of safety through control. At other times, it is a slow waltz where I am able to relax a little but can still see that need for control simmering in the background. Just when I think I have the steps of this dance mastered, the music changes. I enter a different season, my hormones flare up, family cohesion shifts, I have to lay down another level of myself. I recognise that this is a dance that…

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  • Loosening the grip of clutter from around my neck and how you can too.

    If you are anything like me, clutter and disorganisation can creep up on you until you suddenly feel strangled by it. It seems to spiral and compound on itself making it harder and harder to claw back. Part of me is naturally organised but in other ways, I am really relaxed. Becoming a mum took this to a new level. I didn’t have the energy or headspace to deal with my environment too often. The bare minimum was done and that was ok for that time. I am no longer living in survival mode, though.  About two years ago, we had planned to sell our house to upgrade to a…

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  • Refining my life

    While the start of the year has not been without its challenges, it has been wonderful. Taking that time to reflect on last year and look ahead to this one was so valuable. I am now in a time of refining that view. I am refining what it means to spend time with God. I am refining what I want my house to look like. I am refining what organisation looks like for me. I am refining the goals and expectations I have for myself. This is a messy process but I am happy. I am deep in my soul happy and at peace. Life is not all smooth sailing…

  • My connection epiphany

    In the process of finding my word for this year, another word kept coming up, “wait.” I resisted this word. Wait is connected in my mind and heart with a dark season of two years where all I ever heard from God was wait. Every Scripture and message seemed to drill this unwanted message home. It was a time of frustration, feeling stuck and overwhelmed. I have come so far from that time that “wait” was the last thing I wanted to hear. Was there another season like that coming? It didn’t make sense seeing that all the other signs point to a year of surging forward and making brave…

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