Space to Be Messy {A Whole Mama Link Up}

writing process 2Hello readers! I know it’s been a long while since I’ve posted in this space. Let’s just say life has been hectic with AlltheThings: working, relationships, dream building, book editing, writing, planning, transitions, and shifts of al kinds. These have not been, nor are they bad things. They just keep colliding with one another into a ball of indistinct disarray. It’s the kind where the lines of life blur and merge one into the other. It’s hard to tell where one part ends and another begins. What used to be a clear space where everything had its own distinct line and box of form has merged, and I’m left wondering what happened and why I can’t make forward progress.

The boundary lines may look like they’ve been compromised, but they’re not. It’s my will that may have been compromised. I’m finding life sometimes calls us to make space for AlltheThings we must work through, live with, process, and overcome. It is space to grow, to learn, to leave, to love, to hope, to pause, to ponder, to choose the leaning in, and to rest. Maybe things seem like a heavy mass of indistinct mess because the mental space between each one was compromised or ignored. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, but it’s worth noting where and when the room in life gets squeezed out. And maybe it’s a grace to be able to recognize that life is out of order. No finger pointing or blaming, but the acknowledgement of life needing to be able to ebb and flow.

Do I shift when life moves? Do I pause when life is out of breath? Do I ebb when life demands my stepping back in the midst of flow? In all honesty, I’d say this is the struggle for me, and maybe it’s that way for you too. I want it to be just right all the time, perfect in everyway, with no push-pull. Well, that’s not realistic. Life has its own way of winding opposite our steering direction. Perhaps I just need to make space for my attitude and expectations to adjust to the ways life’s river contorts and distorts. The rigidity of holding on to the notions or ideas of how things should be can be crippling at best and destructive at worst. It’s a no win situation when we cannot adapt and show our inner flexibility.

I can’t control life.

Surprise, surprise. None of us can.

I can only control my response to what life brings. I can choose how to work with the pauses and stops. I can choose to release the tension of hopes and dreams that everything has to happen all at the same time in perfect harmony – hence the mess of conglomeration and dissonance. We get too busy working the work and working the dream that we forget to allow space for working through the mess of life. When we ignore the warning signs and flashing, yellow caution lights, we expose ourselves to losing what we have worked so hard to achieve.

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Maybe allowing space is meant to protect the soul of us – the divine work we’re called to do, the invisible empires we build where life is spoken, grows, and gets connected. Maybe allowing space is about Sabbath in the ordinary, everyday mundane of life. And maybe, just maybe, making space for life is about allowing the self to embrace the reckoning of truth – the truth that your calling demands your participation. Accept the idea that the dream is birthing in unexpected ways and live into it. Don’t fight it.


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I’m preaching to myself. I need these words because maybe space is asking me to do what it’s already given me room to do and the spark to do it. The more I’ve ignored the spark, the more overwhelming the crushing weight of ALLtheThings. Space for me now, means doing the work of each thing as it comes and when it comes. No more waiting for some magical moment of sun shine breaking through dark, gloomy clouds and saying “Now is your time to arise and shine.”

The time is always now. Space is for now. The dreams are for now. The living of life with boldness is for now. I will find the grace to do AlltheThings when I choose to tackle the gift of each one – holding space for it to blossom; for when I do each thing more space to do the next thing will come. It will come unhindered. The lines will blur and merge less, and perhaps I will feel less overwhelmed. I’m hoping.

So here’s to living now and in the moment. Here’s to making space for AlltheThings within the boundary lines of life.

I’d love to hear your stories too. How do you make space for all of life and what it demands? Come share your stories and link up with the Whole Mama community.

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14 thoughts on “Space to Be Messy {A Whole Mama Link Up}

  1. There is much truth to this. ‘Allowing space protects the soul.’ ‘Allowing space is about Sabbath.’ Yes, yes. I am in a soul-care space where I often feel the ache of a not so firm grip on my desire for control, for certainty, for knowing. And giving myself space to process, live in the in-betweens and unknowns and messes and questions, is what I need in order to find my path again. Your words give me a lot of hope. Thank you.

    1. Jamie,
      Thanks for reading. I need to refocus my energies for soul care space. It’s so important. Living in the in-betweens is hard but necessary. I so get that. Cheering you on friend!

  2. “The more I’ve ignored the spark, the more overwhelming the crushing weight of ALLtheThings.” YES! This resonated so much. There is something heavy that approaches when we are denying the making of space to be who we were created to be.

    1. That resonated with me, too. I find myself buried int he weight of ALLTheThings, where if I take it one at a time and give it room to breathe, each task is easier, faster, and I end up with more done in the end anyway.

    2. Chara, yes! That denial can rob us of purposeful rest and intentional space making. I’m learning to listen better. Thank you for taking time to read.

  3. ” Maybe allowing space is about Sabbath in the ordinary, everyday mundane of life.” I like your observations here. 🙂 I like the idea of when we tackle each thing as it comes it helps to make room for the next thing. I think one reason we get bogged down is because we are thinking of everythingatonce, but when we take one at a time we find there is room for all.

  4. “Space for me now, means doing the work of each thing as it comes and when it comes. No more waiting for some magical moment of sun shine breaking through dark, gloomy clouds and saying ‘Now is your time to arise and shine.’ ” Oh, yes, learning this lesson too. Thank you for this!

    1. Thank you Amelia for reading and you’re welcome. We journey together, one day at a time overcoming as we go 😉

  5. Friend, my favorite line is right here: “…maybe it’s a grace to be able to recognize that life is out of order.” YES. Oh, for more of this grace! (and ice cream)

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