In the Waterfall of a Golden Season

The power of the waterfall .
Yellowstone National Park

Do you feel like you’re in the waterfall of a golden season? Well, read on as I explain!

Waterfalls have always intrigued me. Kind of like fire. They are mesmerizing. I can stand there all day and stare at it while it does what it does every day whether or not anyone is looking.

My husband, being the generous and loving person he is, gave me a two week vacation to Cody, Wyoming for Christmas. First of all, he knows I absolutely love the mountains. Second and most importantly to me – he did the planning so I wouldn’t have to do a thing but get in the car.

The two week journey was scheduled for the last two weeks in May. I got in that car and didn’t look back. The world (or at least my world) has been moving faster than my mind can keep up. I am a processor so I don’t operate at full capacity when on overload for an extended period of time.

It feels good to be in a slower paced environment where one can realize there are parts of our land that still seem untouched by man’s hand.

This raven sat by the waterfall as a friendly greeter. There are many mystical and spiritual meanings in different cultures regarding the symbolism of an encounter with a raven. I simply enjoyed sharing my french fries with him as he shared his space with me.

It is certainly refreshing to see people soaking up the mountain air. The folks in this part of the country have a great appreciation for their heritage. I have a great appreciation for their appreciation. The mountains have a way of penetrating my soul and it seems that is a common thread among the natives and several of the visitors we have crossed paths. The only words I can think of to express what I see is “folks tend to breathe a little deeper in the midst of nature”.

The waterfall reminds me how small we humans compare to the power of natures own natural abilities. It runs with a mighty force propelled by the melting snow in higher elevations. Everything in it’s path must adjust to it’s speed, depth, and boundaries.

I can’t help but apply the same principles to this golden season as I organize a life timeline for the person I am writing about in the next book project. It’s quite an aha moment to see one’s lifespan on one single page strung along a list of dates. Much like the waterfall – we will have moments when circumstances caused by other elements will make us run faster than usual while outside of our comfortable boundaries. It may even seem so deep at times we wonder if we’re going to drown in the process.

There is hope though! The season is eventually going to change and allow you to catch your breath as the gushing waters lend only a tiny stream and eventually a solid duration of tranquility as ice on a frozen river.

I leave you with this encouragement. Evaluate your own life timeline and make the needed adjustments for it to portray the legacy that matches the desires of your heart. Take the time to stare at a waterfall if you need inspiration! You never know until you try it! Whatever it takes to make each season a golden memory.

By all means

Enjoy the Journey – VB

I would love to share a season of my life with you! You’ll find it on my Book Page. My favorite read is one written from the most transparent part of an author’s heart. That was my goal with Escape from Darkness. I hope you find some common ground in our journeys.

THOSE MEMORIES FILLING MY MIND

Those memories filling my mind just won’t let me go. I have found myself in a place of very deep reflection these past weeks. (which really isn’t that unusual for me). I had another birthday this month so maybe it truly is “life’s golden season” that brings back nostalgia. I have also been binge-watching old childhood television shows on ROKU. Those TV shows had good morals, humor, and life lessons. Of course, it could be the research I am doing for my next book. Maybe it’s hearing the lyrics in music before it was so overproduced and polished. The days when music was written from raw life emotions or world events.

I don’t have the answers but I do know I am not the only one that seems to be reminiscing about the good ole days.

Frankly, I am beginning to believe that somewhere in the past 50 years we have become such polished people we have either forgotten or never knew how to be our authentic selves. It’s funny because when those rare face-to-face meetings occur with someone who brushes the world view to the wayside and instead lives out of a place of genuine purity – I am enthralled and even envious.

When I go down that deep hole of reflection and introspection I usually find a place in my daily routine that simply needs a change. Sometimes it’s an easy transition and sometimes it’s gut-wrenching.

For example – one little tweak of a schedule can bring hours of relief in a day. That’s easy.

However, changing a false mindset can literally feel like losing a limb. I was raised on a farm. Hard work, integrity, and honesty were deeply instilled values. We worked hard, played hard, and rested hard. I liked country living and watching the sunset from the porch. I liked being barefoot in the mud. I didn’t recognize it then but the freedom of the outdoors did something for my soul.

We probably assumed the days would never change but they did and many of us changed with them in pursuit of a “better” life. The hourly wage and 40-hour plus work week took the place of sunsets and family dinners. I now better understand why I was terrible at punching a clock! It didn’t allow me to witness those beautiful things that happen outside the constriction of a schedule. Like dropping everything to watch a horse foul or a litter of puppies enter the world.

It seems many folks are looking over their shoulder to search for something they lost along the way. I leave you with this encouragement. All is not lost – it is a part of you that only needs resurrected. Show them the things they may not know like a family dinner. Require all electronic devices to go into lockdown for a moment on the porch as the sun explodes colors in the sky on its descent. Reach deep within yourself and let those creative ideas flow. How can the world possibly be complete without your contribution of beauty that only you can give?

Change is a good thing and we mustn’t grieve the past BUT we must remember we all have something to teach and we all have something to learn. Give of yourself as a teacher and a student and you will most certainly

Enjoy the Journey – VB

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Have You Shared Your Story?

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Have you shared your story? I absolutely love to hear people’s stories.

The current fast-paced world seldom lends time to listen to an entire thought from someone else let alone their entire story. Some of my favorite memories include listening to stories told by my Mother, Dad, Granddad, and friends. Now that I am older and most of them have transitioned to heaven, I have a much greater appreciation for their stories. It makes me want to go back and listen more intently to each one of them while looking them in the eyes with my full attention.

Listening in general is a lost art. The explosion of technology has replaced the evening gathering of families around the dinner table and things like the hot summer porch sittings with a glass of tea in hand – listening to the frogs’ chirp. This heart misses those times and silently wishes the world would slow down enough to appreciate each other’s presence a bit more.

I recently read All Over but the Shoutin’ written by Rick Bragg. His story entails his journey from Possom Trot, Alabama to his success as a writer. It’s not only inspiring, it will move your soul.

Each one of our stories has the same potential to inspire and give hope to those around us. I believe if we would only look a little closer it would be evident that each of our stories connects to someone else’s. I could relate to Rick’s love and honor for his mother.

I too have a mother that had a story. A story that began in 1921 on top of a mountain in Plumlee, Arkansas. Her journey carried her to many states as my Grandpa moved the family with his ministry and writing career. One year she bound the archives of his writings and added a brief summary of her written story to the front of one of the books. I would have never imagined how precious that gift would become to me through the years.

In her own handwriting, she included dates, a few short stories, and even a medical history of her generations. These are things we do not think of as valuable until they are.

The point is that these things only transpire if we invest our time to make them happen. There has never been a space in history that has given us the ability to research, create, share and archive as we have now. Our stories should not go with us on the day of our last breath. A piece of us must stay on earth to instill hope, reflection, and wisdom to those who are seeking.

I believe it is important to share our history with our families and friends and be equally willing to listen to their stories too. The truth is, even though a story is unseen, it can prove to be the most valuable influence in the lifetime of the receiver. Once heard, it will plant itself in a memory available for retrieval for the rest of your days! The richness of life lies under those things we strive daily to maintain like mountains of debt for big houses, cars, and the decaying junk we thought we just had to have.

Me and my Grandson walking together. He’s a big part of my story!

I have one grandson. The week he was born I started a journal of his time spent with me and his grandpa. My entries are as if writing him a letter. The pages are beginning to fill with heartfelt words of encouragement and wisdom from those moments. I tell him things his squirmy 8-year-old self doesn’t have time to hear right now! One day he will cherish the words and prayerfully hear the tone of love in my voice as he reads the journal. Perhaps he will be sitting outside on a hot summer evening with a glass of tea as written memories unfold into a pleasant journey of his own story. My hope is he will be inspired to write his story too and continue his portion of the massive connection of mankind.

I leave you with this encouragement:

Record your story. Write to your children or grandchildren. Be transparent as you record your story leaving no stone unturned. The golden seasons of life are meant to be told. Tell the story as if you were the most important person in the world – because you are and by all means

Enjoy the Journey – VB

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Freedom vs Wholeness – Are they the Same?

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Freedom vs wholeness – are they the same or is one needed to obtain the other?

I recently joined Kelsie Jo Hillis on Picturing Purpose Podcast to review my book Escape from Darkness. The conversation inspired me to revisit a few of its main topics such as gaining self-worth and the real definition of wholeness.

I am very thankful to Kelsie Jo for the podcast chat. I hope it encourages each reader to explore the concepts of wholeness and freedom. (Two of my favorite words)

Freedom will pave a new road of adventure for you while wholeness gives you the courage to walk it out!

You know healing has happened when you can discuss your past from an objective view instead of a totally emotional standpoint,

I noticed that I didn’t start sweating and breathing really fast when we approached the hard places of conversation. I commented at the conclusion of the podcast how glad I was to have written the book from the place of raw deliverance. I truly didn’t hold anything back because I wrote it in the heat of my healing. There really is no better place to connect with people than from the place of walking out of pain. They need to hear the tears and feel the desperation for freedom.

Transparency was a real obstacle for me. It seemed my life was full of secrets. Somewhere in the healing process, I realized the “secrets” were nothing more than shame transformed into a vice of insecurity. My belief system had become propped up with an infrastructure of insecurity and low self-worth.

Insecurity will shut you down. It will keep your feet planted in a cesspool of fear and uncertainty. Simple decisions can become difficult to manage and you could analyze your way right out of opportunities. Viewing your life through the lens of unworthiness can keep you trudging through life like you’re wearing concrete boots. Daily living can seem like a major and tiring task.

The question I raise today is this: do you see yourself as ENOUGH to pursue freedom in this chaotic world of high demands and constant stress? Sometimes I feel my shoulders up around my neck because I’m living for what I need to do next in my day.

The current world requires we make moment to moment intentional decisions to protect our peace.

So why is wholeness important? We must see ourselves as worthy enough to take the time in each day to protect our inner peace. It takes courage and strength to combat interruptions and distractions with bold grace. Courage and strength rise up more frequently in the pursuit of becoming whole.

I found a new person hidden under the rubble of stress and trauma once I dedicated time to run my race to wholeness. The first few steps were nothing more than tiny steps of faith because I had never seen myself as enough. Smart enough. Talented enough. Pretty enough. Worthy enough. My perspective changed as time and discipline ran their course. YES– I will schedule a monthly massage. YES – I will spend an hour each morning with a book or pen and paper. YES – I will protect myself from hitting the emotional ditch.

I walk toward my dreams but with total awareness that it is a JOURNEY and NOT A SPRINT!

Everyone has a different journey to walk. Even if we were all headed to the same destination of freedom, the route is different for each one of us. That is exactly why I encourage folks to tell their stories. There are nuggets of hope in each story.

The truth is FREEDOM IS BEAUTIFUL. It allows the real you to begin to shine and get brighter each day.

I leave you with this encouragement. Find that secret place where you can actually hear yourself think. Ask yourself “Do I believe I am enough? “ Your answer will lend a good starting place to begin a new self-care routine. Practice saying YES to yourself. We all have room to expand and by all means

Enjoy the Journey- VB

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So Lonesome I Could Cry

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The silhouette of a praying woman sitting in a dark tunnel with a light at the end depicts the title “So Lonesome I Could Cry”

Hank Williams said it all in 1949 with his release of ” I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry” .

Elvis commented it was the saddest song he had ever heard.

The burden of loneliness has been around for as long as people.

Today is one of those days when this writer feels a timely message is at hand. Another year is about to make its exit but not before the holiday season has its way. I expect folks to celebrate big this year. Even though uncertainty fills the air, there is also a sense of freedom compared to a year ago. Nevertheless, it’s the time of year when many will face that familiar lonely feeling.

My intention today is to focus on what we can do to help alleviate loneliness for ourselves and others.

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Cute small dog standing on two legs and looking away by the window searching or waiting for his owner. Even our pets desire connection.

I recently had a conversation with a friend that revealed the challenge of solitude some of us deal with as our children leave the nest, our bodies begin to have a mind of their own, and the desire to stay home from the 8-5 routine begins to raise in priority on the wish list.

One of my recent blogs about the baby boomer generation discussed the culture that surrounds our traditions of living. Many of us have served our time in the grind of the 8-5 workplace . Years of working toward that day of bliss when the retirement plan kicks in and the pension check shows up in the mailbox for the rest of our days.

However, suddenly, we’re 50 years old and the world isn’t what it was when we started this journey. Companies have changed, people have changed, work ethics have changed, governments have changed and more importantly, WE changed too.

What happened? Are we accomplishing anything? Have we done anything that matters?

Is there really a dreaded mid-life crisis?

Well, call it what you want to but it’s a real thing and it happens to many of us. I began to sense an urgency regarding the speed of time. Life legacy became more important than the material things that once held so much importance.

On top of all that, I began to sense this weird lonely feeling starting to traipse around in my daily routine. My personal schedule had not slowed down. My life is blessed beyond measure and there is not a lack of things to do. I am motivated with lots of creative ideas, and I don’t procrastinate about taking risky leaps to make them happen. Yet, I still began to find myself a bit unsettled.

So I did what most women do, I began to evaluate the situation.

DO I need more friends? Do I need different friends? Do I need a vacation? WHAT DO I NEED???

What was this internal nagging I had pegged as loneliness?

Here is my resolve. First of all, loneliness has no mercy where age is concerned. It happens to all of us at different times of life.

I believe the real question is “What can we do to engage with each other in a way that enhances relationships and brings fulfillment for our soul?” I personally am extending my effort to answer this very question.

I recently visited friends and family who are housed in nursing homes and an assisted living facility. During my visits, I became acutely aware of their isolation. Freedom as they once knew it simply does not exist. These folks are dependent upon us to find time in our schedules to make a phone call, send a text, mail a card, or physically spend some time with them. While it doesn’t take a facility to be confined, the concept is the same for many.

My heart became burdened for their situation and the loss of a life that is now only in their memories. Their social circles consist of basically the same people every single day. My point is – my own loneliness paled quickly against the backdrop of what I experienced.

The people that accommodate these types of facilities have encountered the loss of their independence. There are also other situations involving “children” who are born as victims of their environments. They too have no choices for their daily routines. They have never experienced the independence of an adult, but instead are in the most vulnerable and developmental time of their lives concerning the social connection. From foster care to cancer centers, to our very own communities – we can find a child who needs a hug or simply a friend.

I could elaborate on this ever-growing loneliness epidemic but my words would eventually become redundant. The desire is for my reader to think beyond themselves and put their own freedom into action for someone else who may be less fortunate. My counselor set me free when she said “People were originally designed for connection.”

There ya go. People were meant to engage with each other on some level.

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Sunshine on a country road replaces the vacant road with beautiful light.

I leave you with this encouragement. Turn your own loneliness into a gift of connection. There is certainly no better season to begin such an attempt. The holidays have their own way of magnifying feelings, whether good or bad, joyful or sad!

Light up a dark place in someone else’s world. I promise –your reward will be priceless fulfillment.

Have a great Thanksgiving and by all means

Enjoy the Journey – VB

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Are You Disciplined?

Are you disciplined? This is not where this blog is pointed but it’s a great picture of a banana split that found its fate on a hot summer afternoon shortly after we enjoyed some great music at an outdoor concert!

It’s SUMMERTIME! We are no different than the rest of the earth’s inhabitants. We can thrive in the sunshine, grow our gardens and stockpile food for winter, lay on the beach and stare at the clouds, eat banana splits on a hot day, or enjoy time with friends by the pool. The list is endless and it sounds fabulous! Are you disciplined?

Do you have the discipline to make it all happen?

The month of July moved extremely fast in my personal world. I was moving fast right along with it and doing very little of my above dream list. Some days actually moved faster than I could possibly run.

However, even in the midst of this fast-paced world, I am taking mental notes and pondering some questions that may be beneficial for many of us.

  1. Is it totally necessary to RUN from daylight til dark?
  2. Is there a way to trim obligations to allow for more down time?
  3. At the end of each day, what is TRULY the most important thing in life?

Well, those are big questions that deserve answers from each of us. The truth is this. IF you don’t manage your life, someone else will. The demands on your personal self-created culture are monitored by your own discipline.

Our 7-year-old grandson stayed a few days with us this summer. I noticed that discipline was not his favorite element of the visit. (although he doesn’t get too much of it from his MiMi :)) Simple things like washing your hands, brushing your teeth, eating your dinner, and taking a break from the IPAD seemed like major events in his world. I can easily relate to him on a different level.

The answer to question number one is simply NO. It is not necessary to fill your day from daylight till dark. You can only do what you can do BUT you don’t have to do MORE than you can do.

A brush with death in 2015 has kept me continually aware of when my plate has become too full. I realized the value of life in one moment after a bad motorcycle crash. I knew my priorities would be changing before the paramedics even arrived. Now, when I feel myself reeling out of the boundaries of where I am my best self, I simply readjust.

I am certain I don’t have to remind anyone that life is precious and ultimately short. Yes, the days fly by but they each hold time that has not yet been captured. The answer to question number two is YES! Obligations CAN be trimmed. It may take a plan of action to achieve the goal BUT it can be done.

It has taken two years to phase out some of my previous obligations (including workload). I scaled back from working 40 hours a week for someone else to investing more time in our own personal dreams and goals. That includes writing this blog. Starting with only an hour a few mornings a week to where I am now, one entire day a week. I still work for someone else 20 hours a week, but contract work is managed around MY life instead of theirs.

Question number three can be difficult because it varies for each of us. It depends on what season we are occupying. I am in a golden season of understanding more than ever the value of relationships. 2020 was a rough year on a global basis. The fear instilled in folks close to me and abroad can only be overcome by keeping what is most important to us continually at the forefront of our vision.

For example, I will rework my schedule just to have a morning coffee with a friend. I will work hard for several days in a row to clear 4 days of uninterrupted time with my grandson. I will purposely make a Saturday morning available to browse a farmer’s market and catch up with my friend and music partner at a favorite coffee shop. My husband and I have weekend obligations at church so “date night” morphed into “date morning”. It can be anything from a game of golf to breakfast on the deck.

These are a few of my latest epiphanies of life. If you have already achieved your ultimate life – don’t change a thing!

I leave you with this encouragement. Don’t take anything for granted. Take a deep look at these simple questions and create the life YOU enjoy. It may not seem like it but the truth is there are answers to every obstacle you face. Start seeking out the wisdom to build the life you want and make a disciplined plan to make it happen. I for one am determined to stop to smell the roses and

Enjoy the Journey – VB

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THE FAMILY GATHERING

The Family Gathering

Thanksgiving and Christmas are quickly approaching along with the dilemmas and excitement of the family gathering. There is certainly a pile of other issues to occupy our minds from a national and global level. However, the family gathering scales it back to the tiny spaces we occupy in our homes. The expectation of the troops coming home for the holiday can bring excitement as well as apprehension. It just depends on who you are and what is trending in your family dynamics.

I recently heard a podcast that addressed the topic of properly “expressing our emotions”.

I found it most interesting because many of us don’t know HOW to properly express emotions. I was over 50 years old before I figured out that I had never been taught to express feelings. We simply learn to function in the environments in which we are born.

Some folks are very emotionally healthy if they have been fortunate enough to be in a family that has overcome their own obstacles of dysfunction. I was not that person so it took intentional effort on my part to make it happen. I am sure glad I made that decision because ultimately it will break a weak link of bad behavior in the generations to come. Furthermore, prayerfully it will also make for more pleasant holidays in the future!

Although my intentions and expectations have been positive, our family has not been exempt from stress-charged atmospheres when we have come together through the years. My own emotional healing has recently helped diffuse some situations and open my heart to understanding others a bit better.

You see, suppressing our own emotions leaves us with another rock stacked on the existing pile of debris labeled “unworthiness”. I sat under that pile of dung for many years. It literally strangled me by the throat when emotions would try to surface. I did not know how to express them whether they were good or bad. This had positioned me in a “victim mentality “ when others would appropriately or inappropriately express their feelings.

I truly believed everything was my fault when chaos broke out. As a child, the condemnation manifested itself as fear. Adulthood brought a belief system that had been so altered by fear that my emotional behaviors were very shallow. My walls of protection had been strategically built around my internal emotional structure to a point that I was in my own self-made prison.

I remember the day my counselor made the suggestion of living without my well-built wall of protection. Initially, the idea seemed absurd. Something I could not even imagine. I eventually succumbed to the idea and I broke out of that prison.

I leave you with this word of encouragement. If you can relate to this part of my story, choose this time of the year to make the decision to break down the prison walls. The one thing I can tell you for sure is YOU may be the CHANGE your family has long-awaited. The dynamics change when you begin to model something different.

Most importantly – you will not store the toxic sludge of suppressed emotions. You will politely exchange the false burdens of someone else’s bad behavior to maintain your internal peace. Your load will be lighter and you will be able to focus on the main thing. THE FAMILY GATHERING! We are in uncertain days. We must

ENJOY THE JOURNEY – VB

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Are you derailed?

I recently read that the fastest train service in the world has trains that reach a top speed of 268 mph. The slowest train in the world moves at an average speed of 24 mph.

I had to wonder how something can adhere to the track when moving so fast or how can you get anywhere going only 24 mph. These are good question to ponder and apply to our daily lives. Going too fast certainly holds the risk of being derailed and missing the scenery along the way. Moving too slow has its own set of problems. It would be unfortunate to miss a golden opportunity due to procrastination or laziness. Then there is the option otherwise known as “a train wreck”. Are you sitting on the side of life completely derailed with one wheel on the track and the other one in the dirt?

Isn’t there a sweet spot somewhere that makes the whole world fall in perfect order?

My weeks seem to fly by as fast as the scenery would in a view from the 268 mph train. At the same time my own productivity seems to move as slow as the 24 mph train. Then come the days I sense having gone nowhere as I sit derailed and frustrated! The truth is life is a series of events that ebb and flow. We have to take the seat of the engineer and stay on track as we move through each day. There must be a balance of enjoying the scenery, making it to our destination on time, and finally shutting the engine down at the end of the day.

This current world we live in can demand a lot from each of us if we let it. We can find ourselves wondering how far we can stretch. I am here to tell you that is not the design we were meant to conform. We were created to notice the seasons and enjoy the transitions of their changes. It is part of our wholeness to be present in our moments. Western culture has somehow morphed into setting unreasonable internal goals that only run us ragged while leaving very little of us to share with our family and friends at the end of the day. There will be times when we simply derail. No train can run forever. It’s important to learn how to rest during the derail in order to prevent a personal devastating crash.

I learned a lot during my recent “derail”. I learned there are limits to what our bodies and our minds can endure from outside circumstances. I learned we as individuals are responsible for pulling over for a pit stop before we reach that limit.

Seasons of life will change. Some of those changes will be slow and some will be abrupt but the main thing is we find that “sweet spot” that allows us to be all we can be. The end of the day should bring gratefulness for having “lived on purpose”.

I leave you with this encouragement. Make time to reflect on the last two weeks. Were you running as fast as you can? Did you enjoy the scenery or did you derail? Are you back on track and are you certain where your train is headed? Do you need to make adjustments for your current season? Have you learned your lessons from the last derail? These are questions only you can answer. Answer the questions and make the tweaks so the BEST YOU will come forward and by all means

Enjoy the Journey – VB

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Where’s the Love?

I write this morning with a somewhat heavy heart. You know when you have one of those weeks when your eyes have been turned toward the hurt and sorrows of this world. It seems every person you come into contact with has a crisis. Not just a petty crisis but real troubles. You have to wonder, “Where’s the Love”?

2020 has proved to be full of surprises. Folks are enduring trials from the weather to a pandemic and everything that could pack itself in between. We are being forced to navigate the emotional impact these oppositions have on us. We are put into a corner of self-introspection and reevaluation of how we continue to make a living and do life at the same time. Fear remains a foothold in many lives. Fear of sickness, fear of lack, fear of _____________ (you can fill in the blank). Fear has no boundaries and it has no limits if given the reigns to rule.

Even before the pandemic, technology and garage doors placed major barriers between relationships. What used to be a phone call is now a text and what once was an opportunity to say hello to your neighbor is now driving your car into a part of your house and shutting the door behind you before anyone has a chance to see you. There is seldom a get together with friends or even family because of busy schedules and new rules of social distancing.

We find faith when we flip fear on its head. Faith and courage to overcome the obstacle that seems to block the road in front of us. Faith makes the way to intentionally remove the load from our own shoulders and become available to lend a helping hand to another who is in need. After all, true prosperity is being able to provide for a need when it presents itself. This is what makes the world go around. People helping people. We were not designed to be in this world alone. It was intended to be a community effort.

Whether it be financial, relational, family, health, or simple circumstances – challenging times can wear us out if we let them. It is difficult because it requires such conscious effort to draw a boundary of peace around daily life.

I leave you with this encouragement. Challenge yourself by making time on your calendar to reflect on how YOU can make a difference. Put your thoughts into action. Keep in mind you cannot save the world but collectively we can sure make some changes. It seems the more we give the more the opportunities to give will pop up. It is a spiritual principle that once we’re focused on our participation in the needs around us, our own needs are miraculously provided.

It’s easy to recognize the deep pain of another when you have been there yourself in a different season of life. Troubles are real and so is the exhaustion of dealing with them. I am forever grateful to those who extended their resources, love, and friendship in my personal times of challenge.

Today I share a video released this year by a very good friend of mine. We share the burden of the sorrows we see around us. We made a decision to simply make a difference with our musical talent. Her song will prick your heart of compassion. Let it be the spark on your flame of decision to rise up in your current season and release LOVE to a hurting world. I promise the rewards are great!

Enjoy the Journey – VB

Follow The Poinsettia

According to the calendar, fall has officially made its entrance. It still amazes me to watch nature adjust to the changing seasons. The sun takes longer to wake up. I already miss the early morning on the deck. I personally had to adjust to being in my office to write this morning because it’s too DARK outside to see. I spent last weekend taking care of the summer plants that provided so much enjoyment the last several months. I couldn’t help but reflect on the Poinsettia. They hold so much significance. The picture above is one of my favorites. This was taken in early spring. This plant was on its second year of blooming. It faithfully displayed its red leaves for the Christmas season and held on to them through spring. The latter part of spring found it dropping the red leaves and moving into a time of complete nakedness. I remember my concern the first time the plant started losing its leaves. I thought it was surely meeting its fate. It was telling me it was its season to prepare for the sunshine. The poinsettia will thrive during the summer months UNTIL the fall. Much to my surprise it began to regenerate new and deep green leaves in the places of barrenness during its time on the deck through the summer. This allowed it to store up its strength in the new and healthy leaves. The stems became much hardier and the plant grew in stature. It uses the new storage of strength to endure upcoming season of darkness.

In a few weeks I will move it into the closet where it will spend at least 13 hours a day in total darkness for the next few months. The shortened hours of light and increased time spent in the dark will prepare it for the beauty of the bloom. The time in isolation will prepare it for the deadline it has to meet. The deadline is its predestined purpose it has to fulfill. December will find poinsettias displaying their splendor of color in stores, greenhouses, and many homes. Their season of “being seen” will once again last until spring when they will start the cycle all over again. Each time they gain strength and stature. Their blooms become much larger and more valiant in beauty as they age.

The principle of such a process doesn’t really thrill me but it does make sense. No one really “looks forward to a season of isolation” but if we will take a short time to reflect on those difficult seasons of our lives, we will undoubtedly find that we came out on the other side with a fresh look of new beauty. A beauty that could only be gained in the solitude of refining. It helps to understand that life is a series of eventful growth periods. If we can recognize the season we can make it more productive. If you have found yourself in darkness (especially in 2020) , have no fear. Breathe deep and prepare for the new season that awaits on the horizon. Don’t allow yourself to be slothful with these precious moments of opportunity.

Spend the time of solitude in strength training. Ask yourself the hard questions. What areas of my life need attention? Do I need to “drop some leaves” that no longer serve me? What new things are called to replace the areas of barrenness? Am I prepared to emerge into the light with a humble beauty that is attractive to those around me? Will my time of solitude prove to be a testimony to those who cross my path?

Does grace, humility, and love illuminate from my countenance with each season of my life? And most of all “Am I enjoying the journey?”

I leave you with this encouragement. Explore the process of seasons with your poinsettia! It will quietly show you the many characteristics of life it shares with us. You will find yourself standing taller and stronger and perhaps more beautiful than ever! Folks may just look upon your life and politely ask how you do it? To that you can respond “Follow a Poinsettia”.

Enjoy the Journey – VB