I can't believe it. When I first started this blog, Jonah was but a yearling. That was almost 10 years ago. !!! The last time I published something on here, Maddie was about to turn one year old. It's been roughly seven years of life for me as a wife, mother, and a woman. There's been so much that's happened. So much that has changed. It's currently spring break over here and as the sun begins to call everything out of hibernation once again, I also find myself ready to shed off some winter wool and step out into the light. In my teens and twenties, I always said how I could never imagine life beyond 30. I just couldn't see anything at all. Maybe now I'm beginning to understand why I couldn't even muster up one image or scene. Everything feels so unpredictable and ever-changing. No one has EVER talked about how hard your thirties are. ESPECIALLY as a person who is married, and a parent, as well. I've just gone through my most recent introvert retreat. The last few weeks I have pulled away from people and situations (not necessarily bad ones) as a magnetic need to do so has led me. I have been and felt silent, but not empty. Simply at rest, and giving myself a chance to recharge. I think I've always been like this. I can only handle socializing or social interactions to an extent, especially with certain types of human beings, before I have to retreat to my wonderful cave of solitude that brings me peace, and ultimately, new fountains for creativity and inspiration. I guess I have more or less been in this cave of mine for the last decade, when I first became a mother and retreated in so many ways from the world. Being away from so many of the things that super charge me as a person like writing, photography, music, art, has been detrimental in so many ways. But it's also brought some deep lessons that I'll carry with me forever. I've been ready to come out and live again. This is a good place to end for now. It ties back to the name of this space: 'ohh, live'. The name came from a spiritual dream I had many years ago and although I am no longer what I would consider 'religious', I still hold a sacred space for things that are connected to the spiritual and were such a huge part of my growing up. Despite it all, the angst, doubts, anger, pain, anxiety, any anything in between, I still believe that the divine goodness that is somewhere out there is still gently nudging us and saying, 'ohh, (just) LIVE.'
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AuthorSara is a left-handed, Peruvian-American, Gemini, millennial who has never said no to a delicious walnut & chocolate chip cookie. She loves reading, writing prompts, baking, photography, art, dressing up, thrifting, going out to a fancy dinner, and spending holy time with her two beautiful kids, husband, and two cats. A lit candle and a cup of tea at night is the life above all else. Last but not least, she will die on a hill for Taylor Swift. Archives
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