Currently:

Currently:
Learning to be ok with… sitting in discomfort. 
Instead of running from it- to the next certainty, finding something to hide it or ignoring it… I’m choosing to sit with it.

Heres why:
I met up with a friend I hadn't seen in awhile last week. He’s the kind of friend where you can’t get away with just saying the “yeah things are good…. same ‘ol.” responses to. He’s the kind of friend who’s inevitability going to ask for more details on the “same ‘ol”, and the kind of friend who usually gets me to say a bunch of things that really aren’t the same ‘ol at all.
Because something different is stirring in my mind… and he can sense it. (cool. noted on who to steer clear of when I’m over this “sitting with discomfort” thing) (jk. thank you. <3)
Anyway.
I kind of lightly brushed over all the new things that are going on (attempting to avoid the truth that I’m a little stressed and being impatient) and told him how I’m… 

”kinda just waiting to see where they all go.”

Honestly, I brushed over them, and that last sentence in particular, lightly for a reason. Cause I knew that what he was about to say back to me was truth (but, I’m still glad he said it out loud)….

“Just to let you know… we’re going to be doing that for the rest of our lives.”

(aaand there it was.)
Yeahhhh…. 
He’s right.

So I’m sitting. Sometimes still and sometimes not so still. But I’m here.
And while the sitting in all the discomfort (waiting for the purpose or answer to show face) is well… uncomfortable… I still know that there’s movement in my stillness. That sitting in Faith, is the furthest thing from being passive. That sitting in Faith (that it’s all going to lead to exactly where you're supposed to be, when you're supposed to be there) requires just as much sweat and tears and commitment. That although I have nothing to “show” for it on my instagram feed or my Facebook wall… my sitting is still active. That although quiet- the work is still work. 

So I’m learning to be ok… with moving forward as I sit.
With letting stillness be enough. 
Really, with letting stillness be everything. 

If I sit back and honestly think about it…  
All the greatest things in my life have come when I’ve stopped trying to move myself anyway.
And when I’ve done it just long enough…… to instead, be moved.