Summer is in full swing... There are nooks and crannies to explore in our new neighborhood... The trench dug around my house tells me that we are taking more steps toward finishing our major renovations... and I am longing for simplification.
Because if things were simpler then my goal of not yelling would be so much easier... if things were simpler there would not be this constant battle with clutter... my spirit would be better nurtured if only things were simpler.
All or none of this may be true... perhaps a reevaluation of how I am called to live is in order... perhaps the solution is not living simply, but loving more in the midst of complicated... embracing warts and wounds.
Breathing deep so that I don't wish away the life I have in constant search for a simpler one.