When You Need A Fresh Pair of Eyes

It’s been months since I came on here. I suppose I was trying to catch my breath. It was a lot. Talking about the book during interviews was wild — like white water rafting on the rapids. It was exhilarating… until I had to do it through my 3rd miscarriage. And that was rough. Mostly because I didn’t see it coming, again. I needed to take a step back and find rest and perspective again. And heal again. And cradle my questions and the pain and take it to God again.

Funny how, when I think about it now, it all seems like a memory. Stepping back has been good for my soul.

But I’ll be stepping away again. Might be longer too. This time, to write my second book. I had around 4 ideas for books that I planned on writing and kept I asking God since sometime October last year which one’s next. The answer came with time. He didn’t say anything. He showed me. One needs me to allow myself to be taught by Him because I’m miles away from the heart of it. The other was my “in case you have nothing to write, write this”. A good book, all the same. A needed one. But a simple one. And short too. The other still has a lot of unknowns ahead so it needs more pockets of rest and wonder to finish. And then this one. This one that I had teased an outline for more than a year ago. This one that has brought so much good in the bad. This one that is equally as needed.

I’m not as scared as I was last time with writing this book. Strangely, I have less (much less) put together with this book before beginning, unlike the last book. But I’m not afraid at all. I’m full of wonder — about what God will drop in my spirit to put in, about creating it with Him, about how He’ll heal me and teach me as I write (as He always does anytime I write anything).

I suppose more will come to light once the book is done. So much to say. But I need to retreat and write. And that likely means a social media blackout again. Ah. Love it. Also, it’ll be worth it.

But I wanted to share this song from Kalley’s album that keeps calling out to me. I won’t ruin it with words. This is my heart at rest.

I hope all is well with you. In the meantime, I’m blowing holiday kisses like confetti to you wherever you are.


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