Change is inevitable. You either move with it, or it moves over you. I’ve decided to move with it. It’s just that time to do so – curating my brand, thoughts, and creative ideas. I started this blog back in 2009, and I want to keep writing about thoughts on living and authentic life. It’s something I value. I also value moving in the direction that is right for me, so you’ll find me writing how a new, self-hosted website. The name is now my own, and you’ll find me at marviadavidson.com. Because being yourself works best when you’re wholly yourself.
I’m grateful for each of you who has followed this blog. I appreciate your support. I invite you to join me there. So come on over.
In the month of October, I’m doing the 31 Days of… writing challenge. It’s Calling the Beloved Home: 31 Days of Excavating Faith. I want to settle in to what it means to be called, to be the beloved, to be a daughter, to be accepted, to be chosen, to be of faith, to be loved, to be forgiven, to be whole, to be authentic, and to belong. What does it mean when all of those things collide? A beautiful mess? Filthy ashes? A phoenix rising? I want to know. Life is too short not to explore and excavate the depths of who we can become.
Today, I give myself permission to fully be. You can do that same for yourself. We are never more alive than when we are most ourselves. We are beautiful stories unfolding.
What is the story you will tell?
I don’t like the word no. Does anyone? It’s such a hard word sometimes. Yes just rolls off the tongue a whole lot easier. Yes doesn’t push back. Yes doesn’t question. Yes doesn’t conflict. Yes doesn’t ponder. It simply gives way. And before you know you, you find yourself inundated with more things to do than you have hours in the day to complete. Maybe “no” isn’t so bad after all.
I sometimes wonder if the human spirit understands impending change more than the human mind. There must be some divine capacity for the human spirit to assess change and prepare the rest of the mind and body for impact. No, this isn’t doom and gloom. This is real talk pruning, saying no, and reassessing the why.
It’s been a while I know. Let’s just say I’m working through some things. Perhaps I will write about them later, for now, I’m writing a valley of compost. Some of it will be seen. Some of it will be heard. Some of it will be tucked away in the folds of my heart, for my soul alone. Today, I want to give you a brief update on how my one word is going.
I had my word, intentional, before the year began. I didn’t pray about it. I didn’t really mull it over. It just came to me. I needed that kind of grace. I like the word intentional, but does it ever come with a commitment I didn’t see coming. Continue reading
I didn’t always feel like pressing in. There were many moments I wanted to turn and walk – no – run away. Far away. It is the human impulse to turn tail and flee when life is barking at you back. But what good is running away if the dream still chases you down, refusing to let you go?What good is hiding, when the dream is the shadow in your darkness? What good is trying to walk away, when the dream trails your footfall?
Walk the Road
So this is my year of intentional living. It means making each day matter, spending every ounce of a moment, and giving it everything I’ve got.
One word already feels stronger than a resolution. One word to describe what I want my life to look like in 2014 colors my perspective with hope. I like this.
It is empowering and encouraging. It is a divine whisper that will carry me through, move me forward, and remind me to live purposefully.
But there is a fear. It’s the idea of acting on the risk of launching a dream. It is stepping out in faith. I think today’s a good enough day to punch fear in the face and get to dreaming and building.