Surfing through my Instagram feed I saw that my
entrepreneuring friend Elizabeth Braswell had taken on a new venture, so I
scrolled through to see what she was up to this time. The beautiful photo above
and the following post caught my attention:
Sometimes
that thing you're called to is just staring you in the face...day after day
after day. This was our mantle for two years. A white buck. A gathering sign. A
clock. The time had not come yet...but when it did it came fast and furious.
If I was a betting girl...I’d bet some
of you are sitting on couches and club chairs...journaling and contemplating
that call on your life...and it's probably right there...in front of
you...staring at you until at just the right time you SEE IT. Like
really...REALLY see it. #mountainlife#lodgelife #whitebucklodge....Elizabeth Braswell
From the couch where I was sitting I rolled my eyes and
thought to myself, “You’re so full of it!”
and felt annoyed because… well, I had been contemplating
my life, feeling in limbo, and at odds with myself! Only my calling wasn’t right in front of me. My life was just never that easy.
Feeling piqued, I returned to
the article I had been working on for a cancer awareness magazine. There staring at me in the words I had
written and reread a few hundred times was my own calling and mantra for
2017.
Do Something Meaningful
This is not a new calling for me, and a few paragraphs later
I had also written an explanation for why I all too often choose not to SEE
IT!
What I thought I wanted and what I was meant to do were often at odds.
January doesn’t just usher in a new year for me, but also my
Breast Cancer Anniversary.
This year it will be 23 years since I was first called to Do
Something Meaningful and got shoved by cancer down a path to becoming
an author, publisher, speaker, and advocate.
In 1994 my Do Something Meaningful meant
watching my children grow up, and if –God forbid– I didn’t get to, to leave
them something that would remind them how much their mother loved them.
There were days when Do Something Meaningful meant having
the courage just to get out of bed and face the world. (🎶 Mama said, there’ll be days like
this…) So much has changed, but this still holds true.
This year I have resolved once again to quit wasting
whatever time I have left and to Do Something Meaningful with it.
Meaningful is such a beautiful word, and like art its beauty and significance
is in the eye of its beholder.
This beholder plans to write more often, worry less, and try
to find the courage to get out of bed and do what I was meant to do even though
it’s all too often NOT what I thought I wanted!
Here’s to finding meaning in 2017!
The awe-inspiring Elizabeth Braswell and her husband Keith, traded rat race for slow pace, city life for mountain life, titles for time, stress for rest....Now they are following their calling and RE- igniting a mountain lodge in Moravian Falls, North Carolina. Follow their journey at WhiteBuckLodge.com.
More info about me, can be found at Nutcracker Publishing.Com
