Less is more.
Another updated post here…
This post was originally published in August 2022.
Today is Saturday, December 3, 2022
A few things including my mindset have shifted since August.
I will leave all of the original content right below, and begin the update where you see an unfiltered tearful self-portrait I took yesterday in my car before work.
Priorities, habits, daily choices reflect our character. Precisely what we invest into our minds, bodies, and souls directly affects the results [fruit of our labor] we produce.
I am currently working on building some new healthy habits. I feel a disclaimer is necessary here, as I recognize the type of minimalism I am about to describe is a different economic environment than most encounter in our small beautiful crazy world.
I want you to know that I am not oblivious to those facts, don’t take my lifestyle for granted for one moment, and furthermore boast only in the goodness of the Lord — not of my own doing:
1 Corinthians 1:31
2 Corinthians 10:17
I have begun a new experiment this week in the hopes of practicing minimalism by letting my gym membership [pool access] go and training at the local community pool instead.
It simply makes more financial sense. Why pay for two memberships if I can get my needs met with only one?
Monday morning I attempted my first early morning workout at the neighborhood pool. Unfortunately I could not access any of the gates.
After shaking off my frustration, I took the next indicated step and contacted the association asking them to please advise on how I could remedy this situation.
They were very kind and helpful so I attempted round two this morning.
By the way, this is the first time I have ever swam in a pool in a full body wetsuit. Although today’s warm balmy weather did not call for it, I am preparing to build a yearlong habit and want to eliminate any excuses for swimming in the winter months ahead.
The wetsuit felt very unusual for me in interesting ways. I experienced an unexpected buoyancy and a quiet flow through the water. I actually felt rather stealthy, seizing that opportunity before anyone else arrived rising with the sun and flowing quietly down the center of the pool just me and my Jesus.
As I was leaving, some older retired ladies arrived and I was able to help them with the gate access issue. That, coupled with being surrounded by the breathtaking sunrise over the backlit mountains was confirmation that once again I am at peace in the center of God’s Will.
I appreciate your prayers for my continued consistency with building healthy habits, and offer the same prayers for your healthy mind, body, and soul as well.
Less is more. Life is full of choices. Choose wisely.
Looking forward to reading the book of Psalms with you beginning September 1st, 2022.
See you soon! :)
Finished reading the entire book of Psalms with you here:
And followed it with the book of Proverbs here:
Now we are moving onto Philippians 4 Meditation #shorts here:
Yesterday, Friday December 2, 2022 I published a post titled “TORN.” Afterwards I took it down because I felt that I shared too much personal information publicly.
Less is more.
One of the struggles I was having is whether I should practice acceptance and minimalism and donate all clothing that no longer fits;
OR should I hold onto my most valued wardrobe pieces with the HOPE and GOAL of one day possibly wearing them again?
Yes, I realize in the grand scheme of things, these are minor superficial struggles to be causing such anguish.
The reasons this trial is deeper than it appears on the surface is because of all the lies the enemy continues to violently shove into my head.
All my life I have been obsessed with my weight and a variety of other concerns as well.
This fact coupled with unproductive past-trippin and future-trippin, plus caring about what you might think of me has left me vulnerable to allow the opposite of SNL’s fictional character Stuart Smalley aka “the enemy” to feed me lies and shake the foundation of my faith, the core of my being.
This death by a thousand tiny cuts from Satan has me asking myself profound questions such as “What am I even doing with my life?”
Can you relate?
The good news is that no matter what this negative voice whispers to me, ultimately I know who I am! And I know I am loved and cherished no matter my clothing size or my past mistakes.
I know my Creator is making a Masterpiece in by breaking me down and building me back up again even stronger and more resilient than before! (Strength training for my eternal soul.)
Meditate on the things of Philippians 4
Less is more.
Music is my aeroplane. It transports my soul to places beyond what this temporary world and existence has to offer.
I know there is so much more in store!
And I can hardly wait!
In the meantime, I shall run the race described by the apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians 9:24-27.
Not sure exactly what that looks like literally in the physical form yet (since my swimming plan has been temporarily tanked); but I am
Philippians 1:6 CONFIDENT in what that looks like in the spiritual realm.
P.S. Since this post was originally published, I have been able to successfully access the local swimming pool. Unfortunately it has not been heated, so I threw in the proverbial towel (even with a full wetsuit) over the painfully cold water.
Still experimenting with a fitness regimen that I will maintain consistently that makes me feel good even while I’m doing it.
Today we went on a hike with some dear friends — foot felt a lot better after suffering from plantar fasciitis for months now. Thank you God!
Also starting slowly a Pilates practice at home: