Traveling Thoughts

Having a restless, gypsy heart makes for a lot of moving, even if it is within a 30 mile radius. Perhaps it was living in the same house growing up that has prompted this desire to live in different communities, but I have found myself moving 8 different times in the last decade. For me, it wasn’t until I’m packing and physically moving boxes am I finally confronted with the amount of THINGS and STUFF I have. Instead of waiting until my next move to be almost embarrassed with all the unnecessary possessions that I have, I’ve decided to take on the Minimalist Game  this May. The rise of popularity in the Minimalist movement has really intrigued me and gotten my attention. I’ve found myself reading articles and posts on wardrobe capsules , tiny houses , and how some millennials are embracing this revolution . Well, the wardrobe capsule post inspired me to clear out my closet and drawers, which resulted in 10 bags either being donated or tossed, but I highly doubt that I can wi

“Death is a powerful tool that allows us to rethink our outlook and wakes us up to the things that matter and makes our lives meaningful.” I wrote this sentence down just a little over two years ago. Working within a church you are invested in the lives of people of various life stages and I have found that death goes beyond the loss of a loved one. I realized that that death can occur in our jobs, our relationships, and seasons of life. My experience with death for most of my life had been very limited. My paternal grandparents had passed when I was very little and my only other experiences came from walking with friends as they experienced the death of loved ones. Then two years ago, I received an unexpected (and unwelcomed) call that didn’t allow me to avoid death anymore but face it straight on. My 40-year-old cousin suddenly passed. I had just talked to her on the phone the week before and now she was gone? Now very awake to the new outlook that death provides, I watch