Yesterday was the first day in a very long while, that when i stepped out the door and felt a 60 degree morning hit my face, i cried. Texas has been more than brutal this summer, the skin-part-of-my-heart feels like the dried grass.
The wild fires are burning, just miles to the East of Austin, and i can smell the smoke.
I’d say that’s more than fitting on more levels than i can count presently.
I’m looking at my life differently at the moment and finding it too cluttered; considering i’m a “all or none” person on matters, that means a garage sale of large proportion.
That also means looking at everything around me and asking:
Do i want this?
Do i actually need this?
Does it hold a emotional component that it’s important to save?
How visceral is my reaction and gage my response.
What is it’s worth?
How do i take measures to get the most value?
Time is money, so how much time am i investing, to get the best return.
What is important to me?
I guess i’ve got a lot of questions right now. Rightfully so i gather.
Just looking at first steps, with just enough light to make very small steps at a time.
Praying for grace.
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