A 31 day journal for the easily overstimulated humans.
(Because we exist, and we desire to live well. Not just hide well.)
The Dwelling Place has always existed, though I have not always visited.
- It is the place we go when we can’t just go.
- It is the place where we meet with Holy Spirit.
- It is the place where we are stilled.
- It is the place which gives us a moment’s peace.
- It is the place we live from.
Less escaping. More embracing.
Never closed for the season. Never overbooked.
Never not prepared for our arrival.
Always welcomes with open arms.
This place is not a thing but a face.
our Dwelling Place.
The Dwelling Place | 31 Days of Real Life Getaways
| Day #9
I remember the first time I realized I was good at planning although I had spent much of my life denying it, even highlighting all the failure points my mind could muster up.
Every week I would figure out the best way to divide up my husband’s paycheck and I would make a bullet journal mock-up for the following month’s Fridays.
Each black ink dot represented funds going somewhere particular and this brought some sense of peace through out the week as we now knew what we “really” had available.
Life was not always lived this way.
I failed to plan for many things and lived by the seat of my pants.
It left me unhinged and drained. And mostly, proved to put my own family in last place.
When I found a new way of living, that is, making margin because I was a mom maxed out —
I found that I was able to use that same method for financial planning for my time reserves as well.
Planning doesn’t solve all of our problems, but it puts us in the cockpit with God rather than sitting on the sidelines and assuming He will do it all for us.
Don’t go the opposite extreme and get so attached to your planning that you can’t see when it is actually best to “let go” either.
But be okay with a simple plan.
A simple plan for your day(s) can save you from the rushed decision making which so quickly lands us in a pit of regret.
We want to live and help others, but not at the expense of our own soul (when we aren’t giving cheerfully anymore because we have went beyond our means of giving).
Planning my days and weeks in advance has helped to alleviate some of the anxiety that was self-inflicted.
Try it out if you normally don’t live this way.
A basic planner or spiral notebook can be your sidekick.
***Join me each October day for the #write31days event (learn more here) for a gentle fleshing out of the thoughts, as I seek to share journal-style + by poetry, past experiences with anxiety and learning how to live and thrive after discovering about ptsd.
Let’s lean into Truth together.
Let’s trust God moment by moment