Sometimes the easy way is just letting my emotions walk all over my sensitive spirit
I feel scared, I feel rejected, I feel lonely, I feel small, I feel unmotivated, I feel despair. I feel and feel and feel.
Sitting with these oversized emotions is not easy. How easy would it be to off-load them onto another human being.
You made me do it. You are to blame. You need to change. You need to help me.
The harder path is to sit with them, quietly. Let the emotions play out on the stage of my mind without attachment. I am not my emotions. They come and, blessedly, they go. My spirit can be spacious enough to hold these walking boots until they melt into the soft moccasins which carry me through this mortal life.
I feel Him whisper that I have been so wrong. The easeful way is through Him. Let him abide in me.
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.