How to Believe

When you can't stop thinking. *Chapter 95*

Negroni, by Bonnie Lynn Felton, lynnfelton.com

Is it the biggest cosmic joke that when you give up, you succeed?

That when you loosen your grip, you finally take hold?

That, after hours of pondering all possibilities, anxiously spiraling, fretting and wondering when, you one day forget to freak out and wake up to realize, holy shit, I’m on the way.

How absolutely silly is it, that when you let go you land?

Sometimes it takes stepping fully out and looking back in on yourself to see.

It’s all happening.

How can we stop our brains from looping, from doing what they’re designed to do? Think.

Can we witness our thoughts without having to believe them? Let them be what they are, kids in church itching to scream or laugh, tennis ball obsessed terriers dying to get outside and run?

We’re so addicted to knowing we forget what we already know.

That there’s magic all around, truly. Look at a flower, watch a squash grow. Feel your heart beat, get your bare feet in some grass.

Put your fingers on your keyboard and let the words flow out.

Don’t think, believe that what you have to say might be just what someone needs to hear.

On a morning when you’re sleepy and depleted. In a good way.

Tumbling through transitions that you realize will never stop. Because the sun keeps coming up and each day is new.

I’m over here floating on my thoughts that keep telling me I’m too tired. But alas, Happy Monday, I’ll be back next week.

Here’s some deer on the beach where I spent the weekend working.

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Thanks for a reading a different kinda post! Gotta start trying new things after NINETY FIVE straight weeks of posting!! I gotta think of a 100th essay celebration. Wow wow wow.

I’m sending you so much love.

Maybe My Favorite Jeans this Friday! Lol. Maybe.

Okay, bye, have a great week!