Dissonance {A Real Talk}

Dissonance.

What do you do when life grates against your core?
What do you choose to remember when soul and mind are is disagreement or disarray?
Do you lean in? Walk away? Bury your head in the sand?
Is dissonance a stigma, or does it point you to a deeper truth?

I find myself in a new season.  It’s one of pruning, releasing, settling, and restoration.  All.  At.  Once.  It’s a bit overwhelming when dissonance shows up on your doorstep.  It demands attention.  It requires my sight and my heart.  So today I am listening, leaning in to the whisper.

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We {Real Talk Tuesday}

hold hands m davidson 2014I am me.  You are you.  Together we’re stronger.  It’s true.

But really!  There is power in the “we”.  I am a conservative person, reserved, and very guarded.  I don’t always easily trust people.  I wait till I can trust them before I share the realities of living in the right-now life.  I’m okay with that.  It’s part of my process, but living in community, whether online or in real life, calls for intentional connection person-to-person.   Continue reading

Acceptance

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 It shines bright here now.
The ground was barren for so long.
My feet forgot the memory of soft
grass welcoming soft, fleshy
bodies in its embrace.
I’m waking up now.
I’m waking up now.

Leaves cease to taste so brittle and bitter.
Their shade is now my reverie, a reprieve.
A canopy of light dawns, piercing the shadowy broken.
How have I lived this way so long, without the sun?
Lonely is a lonely place.
I’m waking up now.
I’m waking up now.

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Writer Words

acceptance marvia davidsonWords. Splatters of phrases mixed with heart, healing, emotion, fire, pain, solace, and the Divine. Words.

They matter. I love words. I’ve been writing since I was a teenager. I think I began my first journal somewhere around the age of 15. To be honest, I wrote songs first. I could hear soaring melodies and dissonant harmonies in my head. Words joined themselves together like arms linking one to another. Continue reading

Failed New Year’s Resolutions and This Time Next Year

Failed New Year’s resolutions lay recklessly on the whim of this-time-next-year.

This Time Next Year

This Time Next Year

Maybe you’ve been there too. I’ll do this or that this year. Whatever it is we claim to pledge to do, our resolve to do that whatever-it-it may wane leaving us off worse than we were before.

Do we ever get them done?

I find myself saying it again. “This time next year I will…” (fill in the many blanks for your life).  I think this must be what the bible means when it talks about don’t say you’ll do this or that because you don’t know what the future holds.  Are we really invested?  Are we really going to do it? Did we really ever count the cost?  The only way to tell is in the living day by day – that’s how you know you are accomplishing the goal or the resolution.

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