I´m in Guatemala this week, with a dear childhood friend and a group from her church in Minnesota.
I´m blogging (with some guest bloggers) for the group at www.aldea83.wordpress.com - come follow our journey!
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Thoughts for a New Year
It's been a while, dear reader.
Somehow January has flown by, and here we are in the middle of February.
I'm at the airport waiting for a plane to take me to Guatemala (without the family) to meet my dear childhood friend Nicole and a group from her church for a mission trip in Coban. I know I'll be blessed far more than anyone I meet. Traveling has always given me the perspective I need to come back and refocus on things back at home.
The funny thing is, as I thought about my focus for the year, it was the opposite of travel.
My friend Zohary introduced me to the "one word" movement on her blog, as a way to focus for the coming year.
"Well, this year I wasn't even sure I wanted to come up with a resolution but then I came across the One Word 365 movement and I decided to try a different approach for 2013. From their site:
What could your word be for the year?
The first thing that came into my mind when I thought of one word was "Home." Then of course I thought I'd journal about it, and maybe pick something hard and fast like "Focus" or "Faith". But there it was again. Home.
So here I am, trying to focus a bit on Home everyday, and I'm traveling thousands of miles away, after a busy month in which our family has traveled thousands of miles apart and together. I'm feeling a bit conflicted.
Yet I know, in all things, God is here.
Somehow January has flown by, and here we are in the middle of February.
I'm at the airport waiting for a plane to take me to Guatemala (without the family) to meet my dear childhood friend Nicole and a group from her church for a mission trip in Coban. I know I'll be blessed far more than anyone I meet. Traveling has always given me the perspective I need to come back and refocus on things back at home.
The funny thing is, as I thought about my focus for the year, it was the opposite of travel.
My friend Zohary introduced me to the "one word" movement on her blog, as a way to focus for the coming year.
"Well, this year I wasn't even sure I wanted to come up with a resolution but then I came across the One Word 365 movement and I decided to try a different approach for 2013. From their site:
Forget New Year’s Resolutions. Scrap that long list of goals you
won’t remember three weeks from now anyway. Choose just one word.
One word that sums up who you want to be or how you want to live. One word that you can focus on every day, all year long.
It will take intentionality and commitment, but if you let it, your
word will shape you and your year. It will guide your decisions and help
you grow.
Discover the big impact one word can make.
One word.
365 days.
A changed life"
What came to mind immediately for you when you read about one word?
The first thing that came into my mind when I thought of one word was "Home." Then of course I thought I'd journal about it, and maybe pick something hard and fast like "Focus" or "Faith". But there it was again. Home.
So here I am, trying to focus a bit on Home everyday, and I'm traveling thousands of miles away, after a busy month in which our family has traveled thousands of miles apart and together. I'm feeling a bit conflicted.
Yet I know, in all things, God is here.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Visibility into What I Don't Want
A few weeks ago, I had an amazing weekend in Seattle - doing some strategic planning with my new boss and then spending a great weekend reconnecting with my friend, also named Megan. On Sunday we went to this "hot" yoga class led by this great young guy. The class was such a good balance between flow and stillness - we moved with good beats in the background, and then took a moment to be still and take it all in. Plus I kind of liked all the sweat and heat!
So I wanted to recreate the magic.
On Monday, I tried to do too much and ended up a bit stressed. And I ended up going on Yelp and found an afternoon hot yoga class not too far from my home.
When I entered the class I got the feeling that it didn't quite resonant with me. But I gamely went on, and I started praying. "God, help me find the goodness in this." I often talk about how going to church can be like a yoga class - just because you go to a class you don't like doesn't mean you should throw out the whole practice.
When the teacher told us all not to drink so loudly from our water bottles (seriously!) I prayed again, God help me find the goodness in this. And when he insisted that our feet stay on the towels, as my feet slid off again and again, I just laughed.
All the while, praying to God for the goodness.
What I came away with was surprising, but real. Notice what you don't like - because that will point you to what you love, and what you need.
I could list the numerous things I didn't like about the class. But I learned much more about what resonates with me. So I'll frame this in the positive:
I feel alive in spaces that have a connection to nature. I need teachers who have a sense of humor, and don't take themselves too seriously. Sometimes the exercise I need most is to slow down. I need to trust my instincts, and leave when it doesn't feel right.
Needless to say, I won't be going back to that yoga class. But I did learn a lot about what I DO want and need in this journey called life, and in spite of it all, my body felt more flexible.
So I wanted to recreate the magic.
On Monday, I tried to do too much and ended up a bit stressed. And I ended up going on Yelp and found an afternoon hot yoga class not too far from my home.
When I entered the class I got the feeling that it didn't quite resonant with me. But I gamely went on, and I started praying. "God, help me find the goodness in this." I often talk about how going to church can be like a yoga class - just because you go to a class you don't like doesn't mean you should throw out the whole practice.
When the teacher told us all not to drink so loudly from our water bottles (seriously!) I prayed again, God help me find the goodness in this. And when he insisted that our feet stay on the towels, as my feet slid off again and again, I just laughed.
All the while, praying to God for the goodness.
What I came away with was surprising, but real. Notice what you don't like - because that will point you to what you love, and what you need.
I could list the numerous things I didn't like about the class. But I learned much more about what resonates with me. So I'll frame this in the positive:
I feel alive in spaces that have a connection to nature. I need teachers who have a sense of humor, and don't take themselves too seriously. Sometimes the exercise I need most is to slow down. I need to trust my instincts, and leave when it doesn't feel right.
Needless to say, I won't be going back to that yoga class. But I did learn a lot about what I DO want and need in this journey called life, and in spite of it all, my body felt more flexible.
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