i am not nearly tattooed enough to be able to say this, but if i was: these are my ride or die. welcome to the fam, @_feschmitz_
i cry during commercials. i get weepy when i notice puppies. eavesdrop on airport greetings and goodbyes. see fat baby fingers. i’m a major weeper. (what movie?!) as much as i’ve tried my entire life to not feel my own feelings (#enneagram7), i have no problem feeling yours. yet in our culture, tears are seen as signs of weakness. . . over the last 6 months, i’ve challenged myself to not stop my tears. if i feel emotion well up, i can’t look away. i can’t distract. i can’t offer up a self-deprecating comment to avoid the pain. i can’t even wipe the tears away or blink them back. i must let them fall and pay attention to what makes me cry. tears sing songs of your passions and fears, direction and dreams. and let me tell you— it has led to some uncomfortable moments of crying in front of complete strangers, yet opened me up to a broken world. your pain is mine because we belong to one another. . . the world is trying to harden you, my love. don’t let it. stay soft. fight to keep your heart tender. this hurting humanity needs your compassion. “hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” -dr. mlk jr.
i'm on a journey to learn how to sit in the grief. to stay with the pain. to allow my tears wash me. to know darkness as a friend. but weeks like this one feel too hard. there is simply too much heartbreak to hold. too many unanswered questions. too much unnerving silence from above. . . maybe like me, you hear pain whisper: close off; grow calloused and cold. *don't.* instead, allow this pain to do what it's supposed to do: break you wide open. . . today i weep, and tomorrow i work. this hate cannot sustain us. we must learn to love across aisles and pews and traintracks and coasts. we must do better. and it must start with me. . . p.s. wildly grateful for my new rev fam. you beautiful humans brought healing and new language to deepest part of my soul. i was honored to be in your midst. & your love gives me hope for our world. . . 📸: @rebeccaslaughter 🎤: @loudharp / @seafinch
the whole earth is your canvas, so live loud and take up space. you belong here. and my life is better with you in it.
some saturday sunshine from #elsathesamoyed
step into the shadows, my love. it’s not as scary as you think. turns out we can learn a lot about ourselves and our god when we walk in the darkness. . . that place you’re buried. that darkness that surrounds. it may not be what you expected or hoped for. but maybe its a sign that new life is being born. new promises will sprout. new beginnings are springing up. maybe what's dead within you can spring new roots and dare to live again. . . i have so many words and thoughts on how i clawed my way out of the pit and into the marvelous light. i’ll be sharing them at a leadership gathering in salt lake city in two weeks (!!). dm me for info if you want to come.
elsa's the real boss around here. . 📸: @rebeccaslaughter
friends: it’s not us VERSUS them. but us FOR them. you see, “there’s no such thing as other people’s children.” (HRC) right now, people are devastated by a fiery california, a flooded houston, a fearful florida, and a foraged barbuda. right now, people are devastated by daca repeals, transgender military bans, white supremacist rallies. and if they are affected, we are affected because we belong to one another. so let’s put our bodies and ideologies and love on the line for each other. because it’s me for you. and you are not, and never could be, my enemy.
lord, show me which rules i need to break in the name of your holy law. show me which rules i need to follow in the name of your law-breaking love. . . empower us to tear down the whole broken system and build it again on the foundation of your love. amen. . . 📸: @rebeccaslaughter
sending your sweet kiddo to kinder for the first time? beginning a new job? picking up a new hobby? empty-nesting? going back to school? starting an adventure around the world? take time to grieve what was and anticipate what is to come. you’ve so got this. this new, beautiful adventure has your name all over it.