And then comes the moment when you realize that you’ve been fighting tooth and nail for something you already have. That for all the moments you’re desperate to be seen and known, somehow you already are.
…who you are is someone with more love than you know how to handle, and I will always be welcome in your heart. And I will always be your people.
I have so much more love than I know how to handle.
There’s this thing that we’ve always said, me and my best girls, at the end of lingering phone conversation and wandering words woven together into long letters.
I love you more than I know how to.
The thing rooted deepest into my fibers, engraved on my soul, is wild and untamed. It is lovely, but terrifying. I think in some ways, it’s the thing I’m most afraid of. Because when love is behind the wheel, all bets are off. For so many years, I worked hard to build a fairly predictable life, to be a fairly predictable person. I wasn’t always very good at it, probably because I was always going against the grain of my own spirit. But God, I tried hard.
But to say it out loud, to acknowledge and give power to all the ways that I am ever expanding with the swelling of an uncontrollable love for the world, for the people who surround me, for the Creation of my Creator.
To say out loud that love is what gives me my life and my breath and my motivation.
That changes everything. There is no more predictable. There is no more safe.
There’s just me, and the God who made me, and the wild love He wrote into my DNA.