Reoriented Toward Freedom

 

I don’t have any better words to describe it than “reorientation”. I have no idea how long it will last; I am trying not to think about that. What I “know” is that somehow I am living more in my heart than in my head, more in a hopeful space than a desperate one, and feeling a sereneness which is very close to silence, which is to say without words.

Perhaps, I will be more eloquent one day in a memoir fashion but for now, I feel called to just be there and give thanks. I still love to pray and write and pastor and care for my family. I still love to walk and read and dabble in music and art. The thing which feels different is the way of it; there is little self-consciousness and little evaluation or criticism.

Perhaps the best word for this reorientation and way of being is indeed freedom!