Could the moment of our demolition be the beginning of our renovation? Could the moments that tear us down to our very foundation, the moments that rock us to our core be a chance to rebuild ourselves closer to who we actually are?
The trash is gone
The wasted words and distractions are cried out
The false fantasies of what or who you wanted to be lie smoldering
The wasted walls and rotten floor boards are all torn down and in the rubble is a very real gift to begin again….refreshed. To build again but now to build a home of windows and light. One that lets the day and night wash through and each with a gift.
I know life has been hard on you. I know it hurts. But if you want to live, not just get by in this life than you need to let go of what was and embrace what is and start again. All of us, All Of Us, will be gone all too soon enough (Haiti teaches us that) so lets make the brief moments we have here mean something. I don’t mean that in the sense of adding more success or things to the world but instead adding and breathing in more beauty, love and awe into the world. In the midst of the ashes and ruins is a gift, it is yours to find.
