Among other things, Fall tends to remind me of harvest & harvest is the results of planting, watering & growing. In this Fall season of harvest, I’m noticing some interesting harvests in my life, that are coming as a result of making choices to change & grow (not always the easiest decisions).
Here’s some transparency that I talked about with my mom this morn: last year when I came back from Angola, I had a SERIOUSLY DIFFICULT time recovering in my heart from that trip. Truthfully, that trip permanently changed me in a good way, but the process of that change was extremely harsh. In contrast, my recovery from our Angola trip last month hasn’t been nearly as brutal as it was last year. Here’s something that I think is a key difference for me between these trips: last year when I came home, in many ways I tried to process the trip by myself & barely talked w anyone about it on a heartfelt level. In contrast, this year, I’m way more open (by contrast) to talk about the trip, my experiences, feelings & observations. I find myself being less independent than I was last year & it feels like I’m processing the trip in more healthy & constructive ways.
So I find myself growing in surprising ways – being less independent & more interactive. And the fruit or harvest of this growing feels more healthy & less hurtful. While independence can be good, strong & powerful, there’s also a toxic side that can be a blindspot of lethal magnitude. Perhaps the operative word would be “inter-dependent” 🙂
My friend, let’s always chose the growing path because the harvests are worth the cultivation & process