It's where I retreat when I am overwhelmed.
This space, my email, Facebook, twitter, my phone...they're silent.
Life is full of seasons. Ever changing, growing adjusting.
I am in a season of busy.
A season of sleeplessness
It's a lot, too much. Even too much of a good thing, a thing that I may love is still too much. When your plate is already heaping adding just one more thing, even if it's your favorite, can cause the plate to topple.
I'm trying not to topple.
I'm practicing saying no.
I'm stepping back and closing doors. Doors that I may have opened for myself, for others, doors that lead to places I enjoy.
But everything has a season, and for now I need to refocus.
I need to sit back in the quiet and move slowly. One step, one project, one word at a time. Until it becomes the norm. Until I can talk without faltering, breathe without gasping, live without guilt.