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Ask A More Beautiful Question

How do you want to feel by the time you fall asleep tomorrow night?

How do you want to feel in a week?

How do you want to feel in September, 2024, as the summer winds down to its close (or, if you are one of my Aussie friends, “as the winter gives way to spring”?)

How do you want to feel on the day after Christmas?

How do you want to feel this time next year?

Five simple, but far more beautiful questions - I encourage you to pick up a pen and take time to reflect, and write down the first answers that bubble up to the surface. We will deal with some of those answers in another post.

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Sheila Atchley Sheila Atchley

Birthed, Or Manufactured?

If it adapts itself to what the majority of society wants, art will be a meaningless recreation.
— Albert Camus

one of my pale pink poppies, still held tight in the bud

The choicest, truly new things are nurtured in real life, in real time, in real relationship, and out of the public eye.

New life is always held tight. From the baby in the womb, to the poppy in the fuzzy bud, what is real is planted and birthed, never imitated.

I think tomorrow is the day, for this peony…

Nurse your own unfurling. Hold it sacred-ly. Guard it at all costs against commodification. Beware the insincerity of influencers who stand to gain from selling pieces of soul, but never fully valuing the whole holiness of you.

A leader of authentic clout, access, and connection will stand up for you, and will help midwife what you carry - not diminish it with faux spirituality. (Acts 13: 50)

Irises

The pendulum has swung.

The whole-souled overcome by the sacrifice of Another, and the words of their stories about Him* . You and I get to go back to our gangsta roots**, and secretly nourish something beautiful, holding it tight and quiet, letting the fragrance of flowering*** speak for itself.

The most beautiful work is done in secret…

Are you expectant? I know for sure that God is gathering a coterie of women who have already moved on to the next thing, before anyone else even notices. And somehow…we find one another, just like Mary and Elizabeth.

*Revelations 12: 11

**Job 4: 12

***2 Corinthians 2: 14

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