Protect Your Cup

I’ve read many times, “You are responsible for your own happiness.” I believe that to be true, but…

What happens when we begin giving away pieces of our happiness? Do we have to stop and refill our happy? Can our happy become depleted?

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This is the cup and saucer called life.

I used to believe, having my cup full was enough, but it’s not. I can sit down to write, and sip along on a cup of tea or coffee without really paying attention to how many sips I’ve taken. One more sip and I’m staring into an empty cup. It happened by repetition.

It’s the same way with our happy.

One moment it’s there, and the next, it’s gone.

Then a very dear friend offered a revelation.

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It felt like she handed me a gift. It was a shift in perspective, and changed my thinking forever!

The teacup sits in a saucer to catch the drips, or in my friends words, ‘the overflow’.

She taught me how to fill myself up, and once it flows into the saucer, give that part of me away. People should drink from the overflow. Protect your cup.

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Airplane Mode

When you travel by plane, the stewardess will ask that you put your phone on airplane mode. I use that time for my phone and me to rest, and turn it off.

That setting does come in handy though. I use it every night before bed. If I set the alarm on my phone to wake me up the next day, this setting allows the alarm to do so. The phone operates normally because email, messaging, and social media notifications come in, but are kept quiet. No more being jolted awake by the buzzing of life via phone.

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You have power over your life, but are you in control?

This morning, I grabbed a cup of coffee, and sat in the front porch swing, watching the day begin. A bird has decided to build a nest in one of our Boston Fern hanging baskets. You can read about those here. As I sat there, she flew by with a beak full of twigs, and landed on the chain holding the swing in place, right beside me. As if saying, “Top of the morning to ya!”

There is nothing in my life today that comes before the beauty of a new day. Just sitting quietly, spending time with God, and pondering the days possibilities. I wouldn’t be awake if it wasn’t for Him, so it makes sense to spend time in gratitude for another day.

Life has a natural ebb and flow. Are you in it?

Sleep. That will be another Blog, but I will say this. Listen to your body, and I mean really tap in. My body needs a solid 7 hours a night of rest. If I’ve had a busy week, I don’t set my alarm Friday through Sunday. My body wakes up when it’s ready for the day. Walking across the room, I glance at my phone to see what came in and is waiting, but it can wait.

Airplane mode. It’s not just for airplanes.

It’s a Start

New day. New Blog. New me. Same God.

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To come upon a door that is stunningly beautiful requires walking through all it’s predecessors. What’s behind each door will bend us, but God won’t let us break.

Every door is a new beginning. It holds a start, a middle, and an end. The ending depends on time, and how much is needed. We can let the door shut, or wedge something in there before it closes completely. Some will slam shut, but there are tools for that! A hammer, and nails can reinforce it, making it difficult to reopen, but a crowbar can pry it open.

Lay the crowbar aside, rest, and wait for a new door. They become prettier with time, and it will speak to your heart. What’s on the other side serves as practice for what’s next; growing us in strength, and character. Stay the full journey; being mindful, brave and present. Be grateful, and your heart will feel it start to close giving you time to exit gracefully.

A door opened in May 2014 to begin writing at https://letitgocoach.com/ In May 2015, this domain name was established, and you can see God’s timeline in the About section. The past 3 years of writing came from walking through doors, and they were nothing like this beautiful one pictured above.

Someone gave me this door. (The picture) Her name is Sarah, and she is a beautiful soul sister within my journey. She sent this picture via Facebook, and wrote, “Because this is stunning just like you!” She had no idea about this new Blog. Bent Not Broken beholds a beautiful, new door, and it’s exciting to ponder what inside. Hello first post! It’s a start…