Daily Reflections

Maybe instead of long essays, daily wisdom might be enough for now.

In the hustle of trying to get my company relocated to Idaho, I have failed to create the time to write. I miss it. And when I say I miss it, I mean I miss writing like I would miss a part of my own soul. Without writing, there is a clear piece of the intricate puzzle of my “self” missing. Like the one tiny, odd shaped piece missing from a mountain scape puzzle you’ve been working on at the coffee table for the past three months. It has to be under the sofa, or maybe it got vacuumed up by mom during the Sunday cleaning. Either way, you can barely appreciate the image when all that your eye will focus on is the missing piece. We. Must. Find. It.

The fact is, I don’t have the time to write essays right now. I do however, still spend time writing my daily reflection for a total of about 15 minutes each morning. It dawned on me this morning, as I sat tapping lightly on my new, yet mint condition vintage limited edition Lettera 32 Flamingo Olivetti typewriter, (so much easier and less fatigue on my fingers than my 1962 Hermes 3000), while I don’t have the time to sit for hours and write, I can stay engaged with all of you. Maybe you will enjoy reading what I enjoy writing at the start of each day. Maybe you won’t - I guess we will see.

I’ve been writing daily reflections for the past year and a half, which I will someday publish along with a beautiful array of journals to choose from, but for now I’ll publish them here.

I hope these little pieces of wisdom I hard earn will touch a piece of your soul, just like they do mine. Unedited but insightful, you’ll have to excuse the lack of editing.

In thanks,

Evie

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“An overwhelming sense of God and your soul at the same time.”

-Evelyn Underhill (1875-1941)

This is the best explanation of God in union with me that I’ve ever come across. When I recognize I am made by the One who creates all things, and the source of all love, I have no reason to self criticize, inflict self harm or sabotage. When I recall the fact I am made by the Creator, I can see my place in all of this. Alone this is the source of my self confidence. I am significant because God made me. I matter because I have a role to fulfill in this world. It is when I am outside of this recognition of my own soul and God at the same time that I fail to recognize how much I matter. How much it matters to the entire world how I show up each day. Let me recognize today and every day God and my soul in union.