Sunday, 16 October 2011

weekend rambles

I'm tired. It's time to stop. Time to rest and rejuvenate and recharge my batteries.

Lately my life has been really full. Full of busy, full of never-ending work loads and ever-growing to-do lists. It's just been really full of stuff that makes my days feel longer than they should but with never enough hours to do the things that need doing. It feels like pushing on and barely making it. As if my eyes are being help open by match sticks at the end of the day. Fatigue is setting in. I'm anticipating next weekend when I'm away for three days. I know that's not long but I'll be leaving my life and its normal routines and responsibilities for the comfort and familiarity of home.

I've wanted to write more and be here more than I have but reality has a way, in spite of my best intentions, of changing my carefully laid out plans. So, there are lots of things I want to write, ideas that are currently floating in my head that have yet to make their way onto the page. Feelings of failure creep up on me but I remind myself that I have no rules here. So take me or leave me. There are no guarantees. Don't always trust what I say. For now, I'll be slowing down and resting for a little bit.

On a side note:

It's spring. Finally...winter is definitely over.

I went to pick up a package from Amazon today. I got this, this, and this. Can't wait to start reading.

I've been doing art this week. I'm so proud. Don't know why I feel the need to include this but hey!...

Remember I spoke about brokenness recently? I read this today:

There may be legitimate cause to bend, to break down, to remain hard, hurt, a victim. There may be a thousand reasons to stay in your grief, unwilling or unable to let go. We can stop there, if we want to. We can live in our world-mold and be right and lonely. And yet. Whole only comes after broken. Healing only comes after wounds. Are we willing to go a bit further and see?

“By his wounds we are healed. But they are our wounds, too; and until we have been healed we do not know what wholeness is. The discipline of creation, be it to paint, compose, write, is an effort toward wholeness …
Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water

You can read the full post here.


  1. Love that quote! Writing it down right now. I hope you really enjoy "One Thousand Gifts" =D It's been one of the best books I've read all year. And I'm really enjoying "What Women Fear" right now too. You totally have to get your hands on a copy of "Kisses from Katie" though when you're done with all those =) I'm only on page 10, but it's so good!

  2. I'm totally getting 'Kisses from Katie' next time I place an order. I've been so inspired and challenged by her testimony. Glad to hear you're enjoying it.

  3. I can relate all too well, Jo-Ann. Sometimes a break from the busy seasons of life are just needed... those be still and know moments, if you will. I hope you have the time to be soon and that you embrace that blessing to the fullest.

    Your quote at the bottom of the page is all too timely for me. In fact, I've read it more than once now and it's really resonating with me. Thank you for that. <3

    I just heard about Kisses from Katie myself and really want to read it.