Lately, when I would expect to find myself depleted, I find myself strengthened.
More and more, my life is a lesson in essentialism.
I can see more clearly each day which things in my life are essential, and which are not. And those that are not are simply falling away as I press forward.
That is the only way that I have found to accomplish all that I must. Some things simply have to go. Some things just do not matter as much as others. Some voices simply have to be hushed.
I used to think that there was no way to accomplish everything. Now I see that “everything” means something different than it once did.
I am not worthy of the gifts of my life. I am starkly aware of that lately. I believe that is the next step in my life, to let not only activity fall away, but parts of myself that are frankly unworthy of the light I feel called toward.