Last year I chose White Space as my 2016 phrase. It worked out most days. I had to keep reminding myself of the commitment I’d made to live a life of less mental traffic. This was the only way I could deliberately make room for God. I’m glad I did it. It was completely inspired by a book I’d read with the same title.
This year, I choose Soul Playa. I’m an all-of-a-sudden Bruno Mars fan. I’m totally stealing the term from his trending song.
I don’t make resolutions; I choose one word or short phrase to live out for 365 days. Do you have a word or phrase going into 2017? I waited until we were down to the wire before I chose mine.
Head to toe, soul playa…- Bruno Mars
I’ve had plenty of time to reflect on 2016 while being home on maternity leave. With so much death and upset, my soul took a hard bang. My focus shifted from I’m going to schedule God here to I’m going to let God be here. Whenever. Wherever. As well it should be, but it’s not that easy. Some of you might relate. No schedules or penciling in. Simply, God be here.
Each blow 2016 landed, reminded me how precious life is. If I hadn’t been in the hospital with a newborn during the fate of the election, I would have been crippled of any joy for quite some time. Because it SO didn’t go our way.
My husband and I both credit God for his intervention (labor) and his absolute blessing (our daughter) without which we would be in a very different place emotionally. And spiritually.
The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding. Proverbs 4:7
We recognize there is still much work to be done, but my approach has changed. No amount of FB posts or comments is going to rock the casbah. That’s for another post and an article I’m hoping to submit to another blog. Because I’m a writer and that’s how I fight battles now. With a pen and an illegal amount of strong coffee. Jesus take the wheel.
With that being resurrected off my chest, there is plenty of soul work to be done. The election doesn’t encapsulate the entirety of 2016, but I think a lot of people relate when I say, “2016 can slip into an eternal slumber from where it should never return.”
Unless it’s another film in the Star Wars saga. We love you, Princess Leia! I digress.
In the very folds of my inner being where the light meets the dark and the quiet meets the loud, I want to smudge a heaping amount of JOY!
Like the carefree laughter of a child, I want to experience that amount of joy deep within me even when things become lackluster.
I want to live in that very moment.
I want to take better care of my soul by doing more of what makes me happy. For the good of my family. For the good of our community. I imagine this is part of self-care, which I’ve heard so many artists mentioning lately.
I want to stop impressing others and function from a place of peace.
I want to be a head to toe soul playa.
I want to hold a sparkle that refuses to burn out.
What makes my soul sing like a soul playa? “Pinky rings up to the moon!”
1. Working with my hands.
2. Loving on my family.
3. Rejoicing in the spirit.
More of that, please. Are you ready for me, 2017?
What makes you a soul playa? Put some magic in the air.
Happy New Year!