living expectantly

Perhaps “urgency” isn’t the right way to express it. Maybe it’s more of a grand and thrilling expectation: of being ready for something more than just the ordinary, of truly living intentionally–with vibrancy—expectantly.

living expectantly

I get this sudden burst of energy and can breeze through the house with the vacuum, dust cloth and broom with a peculiar energy not present when no guests are expected. In this almost giddy state, dishes take half the time! a floor can be mopped in one magical moment…Wow! And I can plow through a stack of mail with the efficiency and skill of a surgeon.

holes or heights?

It’s easy to fail. In putting myself out there in life…inevitably I trip up and I fall flat on my face.   Sometimes I don’t even realize what I have said or done…or not said or not done, until later. Then regret churns within me. I let my focus return again…and again to that place of…