As my silence on this blog communicates, this has been a busy month for me. Busy and somewhat full of stress and anxiety. My time of prayer this morning found all of these feelings reaching their boiling point. Anxiety manifests itself very powerfully in my body, and I needed to engage my body in finding peace.
So I tried a new visualization. Breathe in love, breathe out the fear. I kept my knitting God by my side to keep an eye on things, and I breathed.
And it hurt.
Breathing in love was like pouring hydrogen peroxide over all the sore spots that have been festering inside. Breathing out fear was a cry of pain.
I stuck with it, because there was obviously some infection happening, and I needed to let love bubble away and do it's work.
Just breathe in. Just breathe out.
When I stopped, I felt clean and pink and very raw. And vulnerable.
And that's how the knitting God and I left it, for today. Although she did give me a scarf, to protect my heart.
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