my mom took this picture of me and my sister cory just about an hour ago...right after we ran and leaped and twisted through the rain. i seriously love these storms. i can't get enough of that cleansing rain on my skin.
this picture turned out a bit funky...i know that she didn't mean to take it this way...and yet, i am really loving it right now. it kind of feels parallel to my inner workings. there is a circle of disorganization whirling around me. everything feels a bit of a blur. there are moments of great clarity and then they disappear when my eyes adjust to a new angle. everything can sometimes feel so hazy. i have been feeling a little quiet lately...some internal processing and some realizations of the hardest kind...the ones that show you where you need to grow. i suppose transition is supposed to be that way.
the picture kind of spoke to me of all of that. that there are seasons in life that seem a bit blurry...when you are being born into new things in your life...(a great post about that here, you must read)...but at the center of it all...their is intense JOY for all of us...there is enough for all of us.
There was more than enough for me and Cory this evening...and there was an insane amount of rain to help it sink down deep within.
those are the kind of moments that bring me back to that center...right where the joy is...and the hope.