The mess on the counter.
The weeds that need pulled.
The dog that needs walked,
The kids that need fed.
The husband that will soon come home.
The broken outlet plate.
All things I can touch,
clean, fix, mend, love.
I can hold these things,
and take care of them,
Hug them, make it better.
I can clean off the counter
and walk away with things
as they should be.
It is, for the moment,
done.
I also deal with
invisible things.
Motivation,
gratefulness,
goals,
remorse,
God,
fear,
envy,
bravery.
I can’t cross these things
off my list.
I can’t hold these
in my hand;
touch them, grasp them, capture them.
We are dealing with invisible things.
I can’t fix these with an
hour’s focused work.
Every time I turn around
these things
are still there.
Even though I usually
ignore them.
My relationship with
most invisible things is
that I trip over them.
On my face again
and this conversation, again.
“Oh.
You’re still here.
I was hoping if I ignored you,
you would just disappear.”
Even when I give the attention
that the invisible things need,
I usually only last for so long.
It’s just too easy to go back to
imminent,
urgent,
tangible,
check-it-off the list
type of things.
The temptation is real to
only deal with visible.
But life is made of
invisible things, too.
When I ignore the invisible
I am living
a partial life,
with
partial joy,
partial growth,
partial peace.
I have to give myself
permission to see
and deal with
invisible things.
I’m learning that
a full, congruent life
includes integrating the invisible things
among the visible.
This way I run
instead of trip.
What invisible things are you tripping over? What needs your attention?
Are you living a whole life? You have permission to attend to the invisible things.
#PermissionGranted
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