Peace

   About five years ago my friend started a tradition where she had a word that she spoke over herself each year. It was like if she had a flag to fly each year or a banner that stated her essence it would be that word. Last year I decided to do this as well and my word was surrender. My year of surrender was intense. This year my word is peace.
  I don't have a lot of specific resolutions around this or anything it is just what I will be looking out for and trying to usher into my life. Peace. Not something I have ever been associated with really. Anxious? Frantic? Busy? Overwhelmed. Now that is more like it. Peace? Not so much.
  So we shall see how this progresses. I decided to share that here because it will remind me years later that the year my children were thirteen, eleven, seven and three was the year I hoped for more peace. The year that my husband was working as a site supervisor for the second year in a row, I hope for peace. The  first year that I was homeschooling the three older children, I hoped for peace. The year that I turned thirty six, I hoped for peace. I imagine peace like Spring fills life with color and beauty and newness. There is a renewing and a rebuilding that comes with peace. It also probably brings unexpected upwellings of hidden issues that need to be worked through that couldn't be worked through before. So onwards I go. Onwards we all go if we so choose. xo