but she breaks just like a little girl
the past week or so has been wonderful. started out with a lazy day on the couch watching a documentary on andy warhol and his factory people. i never really got into andy warhol or knew much about edie sedgwick or the way they were involved with nico and the velvet underground. i found myself pretty inspired. not sure why exactly. just inspired. that night i cried myself to sleep. i kept having this urge to express myself in a letter or facebook post. but i decided to sleep on it and to my surprise, there was joy in the morning. joy that i have never experienced before. i have never been so grateful to be alive; another day God has kept me in this world. last tuesday i hung out with a dear friend, larissa. we always have such mutually inspiring conversations. i shared with her my recent appreciation for the beauty and tension i find in my experiences of contrasting joy and hardship. she continues to inspire me about the act of self-care; things like washing her face every night and shaving her armpits. it is such a beautiful sight to see her crack up. we enjoyed a smoke in the car with the windows down, listening to "winter" by the dodos. the night sky was absolutely gorgeous and we were absolutely invincible in that moment together. the best part about this week has been all that I have been discovering about God's immense grace and unconditional love. simply meditating on these truths have been so healing in my life. i like to imagine being a small child in his arms....or personifying all of my individual fears and weaknesses, then imagining God healing each one. An unexpected conversation during the week also shed some light on the consequences of my actions, which in turn, led to my renewed desire to live as a true convert.
well that's pretty much all of it in a nutshell. thanks for reading.
well that's pretty much all of it in a nutshell. thanks for reading.