Turning and turning in...

At the post office, I mailed off the invitations. It's certainly a big one to check off. Then, it reminds me that marriage, any permanent relationship, should be a journey and a process, no an end in itself, not a destination. So, these beautiful invitation-announcements are adding to the steps we take toward each other. Solidifying the dream into reality, anchoring our spirits in the physical world. Now, what I know, others will gradually understand and believe. Even the wedding, sacred ceremony that it is, is still just one step. It is as crucial and vital as the tender mendings that happen after we misunderstand each other, wounded and tired from a long day's exhaustion. One day folds into the next. The promises are celebrated, but also should be the fact of remaining. Another day folds into the next. What do I do to build this in strength, to ground it in heaven and earth? Take another step.

I want to be brave enough to dream aggressively. I have believed and acted from the stance that all my dreams can come true. Only recently have I let the voices of doubt, fatigue, and burn-out influence my answer to the question of "what's next?" Make no decision that is motivated by fear, I also said. (None of these being my own original thoughts.) Were those lies that I bought? Or is there truth to grasp, to follow, to hold however loosely? Does that mean you can live, one dream at a time, at the cost of the rest of your life? If so, does it matter? Even if it does cost all, maybe dreams are what is left living for, for your dreams come from that seed the Creator planted in you. Your job was to hold and nurture that seed into a tree to feed and shelter others. This should be the outcome of following our dreams, even at any cost. We deny those who would be fed by our dreams when we fear to follow them where they might lead.

We need to stop being afraid, stop trying to account for any variable or disturbance in the dream-plans.

Sara's quote, abbreviated from Calvin: If we are deceived, we are all the more responsible, both for being deceived, and for acting out of our deception. So I pray for the veil to be lifted.

Could it really be so hard, to run after our hearts' calling? Aren't we building on and discovering our community all around us? And do we not love this earth that has welcomed us with snow, sun, and rain?