The Answers

I’ve been wracking my brain and my heart with some big questions lately.  Big life ones about making changes and breaking cycles and getting messy.  As a recovering perfectionist I like to have all the answers to any question that would come up, but right now I don’t and I’m learning to live with that.  Stop forcing it and breathe.

I keep having song lyrics run through my head instead of answers because music tends to be my breathing throughout the day.  All the lyrics center on this one truth, I am a child of God, and it seems that every moment of these days I need to be reminded of that one truth.  I give myself a little tattoo every morning to help with the remembering.





Maybe I do have all the answers already, at least the ones that really matter.

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