Do you know how it feels to be stuck?
It’s bad enough to face a difficult decision, to deal with the reality of a hard conversation or a painful series of events.
But the worst thing in the world is feeling like there is no decision, that you don’t get a say, that you can’t take action in any way.
The feeling of being stuck.
Pain that refuses to be numbed. Fear that you don’t know how to evict. Emotions you know you really shouldn’t ignore any longer.
What do you do in those moments?
I don’t have a cute Buzzfeed list of inspirational ideas animated with gifs to give you pointers. I just have one thought that has repeatedly guided me.
Walk towards home.
I know those words might sound abstract and impractical, but I’ve found that even in the most hopeless of situations, when it seems like there are no options of any kind, you have the ability to walk towards home.
Home looks different for everyone. Home can be getting waist deep in the ocean and feeling raw sunshine and wind on your skin. Home could involve sitting under a tree breathing the fresh oxygen of recent photosynthesis. For someone I know, home is making a pair of jeans by hand, and for another friend of mine, it’s plugging into a practice amp.
I don’t know what home is for you, but I know it’s something. Someone. Somewhere.
There is a person or a place or an experience that is deeply healing. That is where you meet God. That is how you believe in love. That is how you arrive at hope.
In the past for me, home has been a massive suspension bridge overlooking a city. Home has been a secluded park that never saw any visitors. Home has ranged from my grandma’s basement to a busy Starbucks to a dimly lit porch swing. But home has always existed.
This year, there have been a whole bunch of moments in which I have felt stuck. But I have friends named Micah and Sarah. They have an apartment with rambunctious toddlers, a couch suitable for crashing on, and plenty of coffee and love. And for me, that has become home. It isn’t that I live there or even spend the majority of my time there. But no matter what is happening in my life or my heart, I know it will be there. They will be there. Home is real for me.
I want you to know that feeling. I believe you can experience that. Somewhere, somehow, there is a home for you. Maybe it’ll come from a listening ear on tumblr or an author who feels like a long lost friend. It may not require you driving across town or even leaving your apartment. But you need home. We all do.
And no matter how stuck you feel, if you can move towards what you believe to be home, I believe you’ll get there.
As a bisexual, it sickens me that some people WILL keep scrolling.
As the straight daughter of a gay man, it sickens me that some people will keep scrolling.
As a straight girl with a basic understanding of equality and love, it also sickens me that people will keep scrolling.
As a straight Christian woman, I pray that people will not scroll past this. Love, not judge.
I’m re-reblogging for that last one.
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Since #Gauntlet14 starts on Monday, I figured it was time for #GauntletTBT! I’m so thankful for the opportunity I had to lead these amazing women during the past 2 Gauntlets! I hope everyone has an amazing time this year! #TheWaveIsRising #TBT #Gauntlet