Obstructed.
Unseen.
Buried.
Overwhelmed.
Swept away.

This is what December feels like. It’s not just stress, it’s not just being busy (we’re all busy). It’s the disconnect between who I am - person - and what I am asked to do - function, perform.

I am capable - yes. But to be truly seen, truly valued, it needs to be acknowledged that my capabilities have limits…like my time and health and soul. When I am only asked to perform, not be present, it shutters my soul. And yes, that is exactly what I mean. My soul, open and free, begins to close down and board up and nothing and no one feels safe.

A couple days ago, I looked in my tired, anxious eyes and reminded myself, “you are seen, known, and loved.” And then I rolled up the window, shutting off the force that was seeking to devour me. Not today, Satan.