I'm Reminded



This is the last week of 2023. Our family celebrates Kwanzaa. We cook meals our ancestors ate. We sing songs, light the kinara, and pray. 

Time permitting and intentions allowing, I solo hike. While I was hiking, I was flooded with memories and creativity. 
It was early morning, very cold, and I was alone on my trail for a long time.
There is never a time when I'm alone outdoors that I don't talk to and listen to God. I can dump my thoughts and my heart out as I gasp for breath with each ascending step. I'm sure I am even audibly speaking at times. As I continued to give thanks and hike, I started to sing a song from my childhood, Sign me Up. 

🎼Sign me up
For the Christian Jubilee
Write my name on the roll.
I've been changed since the Lord has lifted me.
I want to be ready when Jesus comes.🎼

I could hear my mother's alto voice belting out the lead to this song, and how we sang back up. 
My life flashed before my eyes. I was reminded.

All my roots and memories are Jesus related. It is such a precious heritage. Although I lead a non traditional Christian life far from Mt. Calvary, it's in my soul.
As I walked and listened, the ideas began to flow.
I thought of the words I'm reminded.
I probably first heard these words in church no doubt. I love this cliche....because we forget.

See there are only 2 days left in this year. FACEBOOK and GOOGLE reminded me that I am a hiker, and I'm supposed to be meditating at a high elevation this week. I had forgotten.

I had forgotten to do something I immensely enjoy. In a matter of steps and frozen breaths, I manufactured JOY. I was reminded that I can create. 
I began to think I want to write about this moment, this feeling. I better write this down so I don't forget. So I did. In the spirit of being "present" on my hike, I left my self a few notes of thoughts that flashed through my brain.

Those thoughts are about why photos are so important to me. Those thoughts were about why I am passionate about writing.
I am passionate about these things because we forget. We forget to BE Happy!  We forget we CAN heal. We paralyze ourselves in pain. We allow distraction and mayhem to rob us of JOY. We forget we can CREATE. We live in our past and hide in the shadows of our present. We forget we are divine. God is not only with us, he lives in us. We share life with majestic creation and all things are possible.
Because we are prone to forget, we must be reminded. We must not even rely on our memory because it fails us everytime.  However you do it.
Social Media, Calendars, Alexa, we must capture every glimmer and leap of joy. We must witness every miracle. We need to remind ourselves that we are EXCEPTIONAL and everything is gonna be GREAT! We must record every smile and feeling of being loved. We must give thanks daily for the beauty of our past and path, and the magic of our future. We must know we are brave and go on the ledge to see clearly the things that are unimaginable.

I am reminded that come what may, this next year will be extraordinary because I won't forget how precious the gift of my life is, and that I get to share it with the most amazing parts of creation, the people in my world.
Today, I am filled with hope and reminded it will be a Happy New Year!

Abundance Always
Happy Holidays2U 
#lifeofbliss #imreminded




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