Thinking Out Loud


When I started this blog, I had no idea where it would lead. I’m fairly sure that it was never my plan to be up until the wee hours of the morning, glimpsing into other worlds. Incredibly fascinating worlds, unveiled by those who openly share what they know, think, feel, see, hear, believe, imagine, or even taste—through their words and pictures.

Blog or no blog, it’s been on my heart to share my journey with others because my story is about a life transformed. Some of my transformation takes place while I’m writing. My thoughts take me to an infinite place, where there are no limits. God has done significant reconstruction of my core; my internal self…

Yet, here I sit. Staring at the same four walls.

This prodigious lifeboat was passed to me, but I don’t feel like I’m rowing it. While I’m truly enjoying this season of kicking back, staring at the sky, and flowing with the current, I feel like I’m supposed to be doing something. I guess I’m just thinking out loud.

I feel like I’m at an impasse, but a breakthrough is close, right here… at the end of my fingertips. I just haven’t uncovered it yet. It’s frustrating—but exciting—because I’m certain that I’ll get there. Eventually.

For now, I can’t help but wonder… Where is this new life taking me??

I have a year to complete my personal challenge; doing fifty-four things that I’ve NEVER done before, so I’ll be working on that. And then I think it’s time to brainstorm and see if I can figure out where I’m headed.

Or maybe I’ll just hop on a train…