Move.

I want to be a writer. I want to be a musician.

I want to be a mother, a teacher, a professor, a photographer, a missionary.

I want to be a lot of things. Most if not all, aren't very possible for me.

The biggest thing for me, is what do I pursue now?

I feel a bit stuck, a little upset, and a lot confused because I have no idea why I feel either.

So, I'm going to drive. I'm going to run errands, keep busy.

I'm going to sing, and I'm going to pray, and maybe go to a tacky christmas sweater party and dance...

But, most importantly, I'm going to be real. And out of that authenticity...I'll move.

That is where movement is in my life. Love, authenticity, experience, example. Faith.

I'm ready to move.