There’s something about pregnancy that draws me back into the space of this blog.
Maybe it’s fueled by hormonal unrest or maybe by the hope that tiny fragments of today will be held still for me to look back on, sometime in the future.
I’m 30 weeks pregnant with baby number 3, and couldn’t be more overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to grow, birth and raise another little soul.
On these past days, I can’t help but swell with the possibilities a creative and mighty God has woven into every being, day, and life.
Inspirations fueling this pregnancy.
1. Big Magic. Every beating, heaving body, needs to exhale life into this world. Let that life be as creative and varied as a totally free, totally unique being can be.
2. Moving the body.
3. Essentialism. Pairing down life to the things that are most essential. Getting rid of things I don’t need, responsibilities that make it hard to breathe freely, and investing in the babies that are getting older, the passions I’ve been suppressing, and the precious, imperfect people God has placed into my life.
4. Giving myself permission. To fail, to succeed, to go down a path that leads to a place I know nothing about.