Good Times Are Intentional

It’s been a long time since I’ve have good hangs with a brother outside and in nature. Sunday afternoon, I got to hang out with my dear brother and friend, Tanner. He showed me some woods that ran by a set off railroad tracks and a small creek. It was very beautiful and refreshing. Earlier we bought a Kombucha for him, a cold brew for me and we made the trek.

We walked in the woods, leaving the sounds of passing traffic quickly behind us and checked out different deer trails, alongside the creek. After about thirty minutes, we turned around and walked on the train tracks back to the car. We talked about many things, past relationships, the curse of being nostalgic, our Red Wings and how the church is supposed to look regarding relationships.

After this adventure, we ended up at our pastors house for some Dominos, and church talks.

As we get older, the more difficult it is to spend quality time with one another but, if you’re intentional about it, it’s still very possible.

Good times are intentional and God is good.

Look at me, Love

There’s nothing like telling someone you love them while looking into their eyes. And I mean, looking into their eyes, studying their eyes, seeing how the colors swirl with the emotion of the moment. It’s said that the eyes are the windows to the soul and it’s true. The eyes can also speak in certain ways and say things that the mouth cannot say.

Eye contact is so important and yet so rare.

Even if the relationship is completely platonic, look that other person in the eye. It’s very important.

Do it especially if you love them. Love with your eyes which lead to your heart.

If you say you love me, look at me, Love.

the art of being STILL

Have you noticed the trees? Have you noticed how the wind can change so suddenly? When’s the last time you actually looked at the sunrise/sunset and examined the colors that are hidden behind the colors everyone else sees?

Being still is so misunderstood and over thought. When I refer to “being still”, I’m not talking about Zen or doing yoga poses. I mean, slowing down, noticing what’s around you, breathing and being aware of where…you’re…at….

Society teaches us to go, go, go and if you slow down, you’re doing something wrong.

How are we supposed to know where we’re going if we’re always going and we don’t stop or slow down to catch our bearings?

Be still and know that I AM GOD.

Work In The Waiting

I have an older MacBook Pro, the 2011, 13-inch to be exact and while it is not the oldest to be still in use, I sure have used mine to it’s fullest.

I write a lot of music and on average, record up to 4 or 5 ideas a day. This is also aside from all my photography files, clogging up the memory. I have not backed this laptop up since the day I first got it and now, it’s starting to catch up.

Things are starting to slow down, programs aren’t opening up as fast as they used to and even Safari is a slow on the jolt. It truly does suck especially, you want to get something up rapidly and it wears on you slowly but surely. But, it’s also causing me to slow down. It’s causing me to think, “It’s just so much work in the waiting, is what I have to say really worth the time I’m going use waiting for this to boot up?”

Ok. I guess that was an intensely large introduction to get this point: sometimes, waiting seems like so much work and it doesn’t help that we live in a society so obsessed with “instant gratification”. It seems like so much work to just sit there and wait for something to happen. It can make it harder when it used to be fast but now, it’s slowed down. Learn to think of the waiting as a chance to evaluate everything you do and if it’s worth spending your time on or even, spending your time with.

Some of you reading this may not be happy with where you’re at in life, or where you’ve been living… Hang in there. The waiting is always for worth it in the end. The difference between the mundane and the adventure is whether or not you listen to that little voice telling to wait. Sometimes we act out, foolishly but more often than not, we tend to overthink.

Enjoy the wait for the good that comes after it is usually worth it.

Strength Through Discomfort

I recently got a pair of Red Wing boots for the first time in a very long time. I had a pair several years ago but lost them after playing a show. (Long story short, don’t let a merch guy pack your personal items, especially when you’re in a rush.)

Day one was of the most uncomfortable days my feet had experienced in a very long time. I’d forgotten how much fresh leather hurts. The instant gratification of comfort is not an option when it comes to breaking in real leather boots. Everything about my feet hurt, the arches, the soles even, my toes.

It’s currently day seven of wearing them constantly (possibly falling asleep in them a couple of times. I’m pretty sure I burned a hundred calories). The leather has softened and there are creases from using them like they should be.

The good things in life will take cultivation and time. At some point, durable things will involve pain but if you can last through it, it makes it all worth it.

Sleep Is For The Weak…Or The Strong

I’ve been struggling writing, thinking and just breathing this whole week. Even writing music has been a ridiculous hardship.

Sleep is so important for the wellness of the soul. It’s very misunderstood and many don’t take it seriously. I do a really shitty job of getting a good amount of it.

And that’s why I’m on this journey of discovering that I can’t do this on my own.

There has been incredible grace within these insurmountable sleepless nights.

After tossing and turning endlessly during a night, I realize that, I am not just a mere human. I am also a son. I have to push aside the other voices of failure, even the voices that sound like reason and realize the battles already been won for me.

That’s half the battle right there. Realizing who you are.