Discomfort is needed for growth

Gardening these past few weeks has given me better insight into the circle of life. I have witnessed growth from a tiny seed to plants now bearing fruits. I think about the process. Growth only occurs after the seed goes through a full metamorphosis that leaves it looking nothing like a seed any longer. It becomes a completely new being when it transforms into the plant it was meant to be. It had to endure a difficult process of leaving the plant that produced the seed, going through a drying/dormant period before being placed beneath the soil in complete darkness to develop into the plant it was designed for. Then as life happens, it endures discomfort as its outer shell gives way to the plant springing up from inside of it. It grows upward towards the warmth of the sun, breaking through the soil and revealing the new growth. Emerging to become the plant it was always destined to become a beautiful flower or vegetable. Growing wasn't an easy or fast process. It was crucial to go through each step however to become what it was meant to be. As I admire my garden growing, I am reminded that none of my plants resisted or complained to me during this process. Oh how I wish I could silently embrace the painful lessons in life like my plants. Why must I feel everything so deeply? 


Aging is helping me to understand that life is not quite as simple as a seed growing. As people we do not like discomfort. We will do whatever it takes to avoid pain at all costs. Got a headache? Take a pill. Boyfriend left you? Find another. Lost your job? You didn't like it anyway. We quickly move away from discomfort. We look away. We rationalize things we don't understand. We dismiss new ideas because change is uncomfortable. We find excuses for why we can't do things instead of challenging ourselves. In avoiding our discomfort we are doing ourselves a disservice for it is in stepping out of our comfort zones that we learn and grow. It is how God designed us. He gave us curiosity so we would want to understand things. He gave us our brains for reasoning and contemplation. He gave us untapped potential to make us able to achieve whatever we wanted. He gave us courage to attempt new things. He understood we are fearful of new things. He promised to never leave us and gave us strength. We prove our love for Him when we have faith in what will be. When we push through the discomfort believing in better things. Believing that God's got our backs. Today I promise to embrace any discomfort that may come my way. I will look for the lessons that it brings and give gratitude for the good things. Discomfort isn't fun, but what lies on the other side is so worthwhile, fruits of a life well lived. 


How do you deal with discomfort? Do you avoid it whenever possible, or do you handle it with grace? What makes you uncomfortable and how do you handle it?


Share your thoughts below or tell your story of handling your discomfort. 


Namaste. 

Summer is Here

Today marks the summer solstice. It was a beautiful day here once the rain stopped. When the sun made its appearance the temperatures rose quickly into the 80s. My son and I went to lunch at a local place that is located on the Wisconsin River. It was hopping with activity. People were arriving with their families to check into the campground eager to begin their summer vacations. Smiles and laughter from the kids excited to cool off in the river or pool.

Brody and I sat at the bar and enjoyed the beautiful scenery. The view of the river is priceless. The driftless area is gorgeous. Rolling hills and prairies that span as far as the eye can see. The sun's reflection on the water is mesmerizing. In the summer everything is in bloom. Wildflowers growing along the roads always bring a smile to my face. I know the bees are sure grateful for the ample food supply.

Summer days like these remind me of my youth. Days spent at my grandmother's cabin on the river fishing with my grandma. Then after she cleaned her fish, she would plant the entrails in the garden to be used as fertilizer. It must've been beneficial because she always had an abundant garden and was sure to share the veggies with her friends.Planting the garden with my grandma was something I used to dread. Now today I have my own garden to tend to and I love it. Funny how life has a way of reversing our beliefs. Do you garden? Do you enjoy gardening or is it just another chore to endure?

What I wouldn’t give for more free time to enjoy all the beauty that Wisconsin has to offer. There truly is something for everyone. Great lakes and rivers for water activities, prairies and wildflowers to explore. Summer festivals in small towns. Hiking and camping at various destinations. There are things happening every weekend to fill your calendar. What do you enjoy doing during your summer?

Whatever it is that you enjoy doing during the summer, let this be your reminder to stop and enjoy the beauty around you. Be sure to look for the glimmers while you are out. Be sure to thank God for the life He has blessed you with today.


What does summer mean to you? Share your answers below.  

Mirror Revelation

I had a type of revelation this morning when I woke up. This morning when I walked into the bathroom I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I didn't cringe like I normally do. I didn't notice the bags under my eyes or the wrinkles on my face. Big deal? It is for me! I have body dysmorphia which means I struggle to like myself, which might seem strange as a former child model. However, I was only valued for my appearance.

I find it ironic that I could appreciate the beauty of others, but never saw it in myself. A critical inner dialogue constantly playing in my mind. The zit that would appear on my face before a special occasion could send me into a tailspin of self loathing. A snide remark from someone about my weight would trigger binges with laxatives and diuretics. I even started smoking cigarettes in high school because someone told me it could help me lose weight. I did lose some weight but quickly became addicted to them as well. I never felt good enough at anything in life. Not pretty enough, not smart enough, not popular enough, etc. I straight up hated everything about myself.

This morning when I looked at myself I noticed a softer, gentler person. It wasn't about beauty but about self acceptance. I am finally able to love myself. Because of my struggles with body dysmorphia it has taken 56 years for this to happen. The person who felt unworthy, ugly, and unlovable no longer controls me. I have been redeemed by the grace of God. I now understand that I was created in His design with the purpose of helping others. I was never meant to be perfect, and I am ok being perfectly imperfect. Jesus Christ is the only perfect human. I strive to be more like Jesus every day.

I now realize that comparison is the thief of joy. In trying to be perfect I lost sight of myself and what is really important in life. I was so worried about how I appeared to others that I lost sight of my own identity. I told myself I was never good enough. Comparison kept me stuck. We are all different and have unique things about us that make each of us special. By looking inward I discovered that I am a compassionate and empathetic person. I have a lot to offer and I am worthy.

Who I am inside has nothing to do with external beauty because that only lasts for so long. I am an empath, which means I feel others' energy. For years I thought everyone can do this, but when I started on my journey of self-love I discovered that not everyone can. I relate to people’s feelings and vibrations. I am also somewhat of a human lie detector. Who knew? I always just assumed others were able to do the same. Feeling someone's energy gives me the ability to understand what they are going through. It helps us to connect. That is so much cooler than just a pretty face right? At age 56 I would rather have friends who love me rather than a lean, perfect body.

Thank you Jesus for redeeming me from these over intrusive thoughts.

The woman looking back at me has found peace and can now love herself. She has gained wisdom from her trials. She has forgiven things that happened to her. She has taken steps to improve her health and attitude. She sets goals and completes them. She is a survivor. I love the person I am becoming. I am grateful for my life today. My dreams are turning into realities. I now know serenity and bliss. I owe everything to my savior, Jesus Christ. I know His love for me has given me a chance at redemption. I will do everything today with love and gratitude.

Because of Jesus now I am proud to call the woman in the mirror my friend.

What things do you do to take care of yourself? Do you have a self care routine? Are your thoughts about yourself true?