Whatever it is that calls out my self-doubt and strokes my thoughts of inadequacy, (be it hormonal or spiritual, most likely both) it has been speaking with a loud voice lately.
And when I have responded to those feelings with defensiveness or defeat, neither has been helpful or healing... yet that is my natural response.
Out of that place I need to be drawn, away from dwelling on who-what-and-how-I-am.
Because I am insufficient and weak.
I need gentle (and sometimes persistent) reminders in my life of who is always sufficient.
My thoughts turn away from those that hold me down when I turn my ear to the one whispering sweetness, grace.
Grace. Some in whispers, some not so subtle have been pouring in all around me...
A dear friend's letter of encouragement and building up, written and sent on a day when I most needed it.
A retreat/roadtrip= decadent time with my momma, (more on that later).
Photography business opportunities that affirm me to keep going.
Bits of daily domestic progress: weeding and watering our garden, much needed organization and making homemade applesauce and peach jam.