Puerility Vol. 1 Presents: "Girl Talk, Guy Talk"

My new video series has officially kicked off!

The premise: Fun interviews with men and women that are learning how to live life well! And of course we're going to be talking about relationships, romance, and the art of being single and ready to mingle.  


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"Girl Talk, Guy Talk #1"

On this episode we talk about Being Single, Honoring Men, Healing and Restoration.  

This episode features: Cherlene "CeCie" Wilson (Twitter & Instagram: @cherlenewilson) & 
Patrice Patrick (Twitter & Instagram: @puerilityvol1) www.puerilityvol1.blogspot.com

Link: http://youtu.be/PpE7zYPwkbg

 



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Girl Talk, Guy Talk #2

On this episode we talk about Being Single, Living in Hope, Masculinity, & Not Settling...

This episode features: John Tippins (Instagram: @johntippins | www.facebook.com/johnthejuicer) & Patrice Patrick (Twitter & Instagram: @puerilityvol1) www.puerilityvol1.blogspot.com

Link: http://youtu.be/9iT-7dF88wI








Finding Closure




     I used to think that I had to wait until everything was perfect until I could start something.

     And I used to think that I had to wait until everything was flawless and neatly wrapped up in order to finish something and walk away.

     Once thought to be something so effortless and simple when we were younger, now beginnings and endings have proven more complex than we could have ever imagined.

     At the time, with your heart, you had believed. You trusted and moved forward. And no one can take that bravery away from you.

     And that is why beginnings prove to be so magical. They are full of such possibility and hope.

     And we live a little.

     But no one could see down the road fully, not perfectly. And no one could foresee how these circumstances would fully play out.

     And now with hearts aching from those things lost, we yearn for some sense of closure to stand on.

     Both beginnings and endings need such care and attention. But its our own hearts that impede the process and often get in the way.

     As of late, I'm learning our own power in in the midst of such transitional and unresolved circumstances. The choice and power to let go. To move forward into the foggy mist of the new and undefined whereabouts of your next victory.

     And yet we are not rendered hopeless or even unloved through the hardship of this kind of surrender. But in fact, we are transforming into stronger vessels. Vessels that can hold a more passionate and profound amount of love.

     Much like gold refined in the fire.

     I'm currently in close quarters with people dealing with this idea of finding closure, whether it be with family members, relationships, or false gold dreams. Some have found the closure they long for, but most have not.

     And it is in those murky areas, where rage rests quietly upon our hearts, and begins to taint our words and expectations.

     I, myself, have been dealing with anger regarding certain scenarios in my life being void of immediate closure, understanding and interpretation.

     But truly, it is God who is the Author and Finisher of all our story lines, even the ones that currently seem hopeless and discouraging.

     While we may be able to place commas and even semi-colons in our worlds, relationships and circumstances -- God is creating the eternal the chapters.

     And then I remember.

     God is a God of redemption.

     We often feel like we are relegated to walk through life with a limp because of the unresolve of others and the circumstances thrown our way, unable to give ourselves over to any true and hopeful new beginning. But that's not true.

     Instead, we and our once brave hearts are challenged to not only remember that good things can and still happen, but that God is good. He is always our beautiful and ready beginning and our hopeful ending. Of which our defeated spirits and thirty hearts can find hope and renewed expectation in Him first. There is rest to be found there.

     It's not so much about becoming weary in finding the perfect closure, because the deepest and most needed aspects of closure have already found us.






Wisdom's Knocking:

Closure doesn't start with someone else giving you the permission 
to begin, end, or fully understand.

Much like forgiveness, the power of closure begins with you.









Rest. Beauty. Create. Encourage. Repeat.




     If you've been following me on Instagram (www.instagram.com/puerilityvol1), you've probably noticed that I've been on a couple adventures as of late.

     Because of these little adventures, I'm feeling inspired, rejuvenated, and more like myself, but yet better--like a 5.0 version of myself.

     I'd be lying to you if I said it was merely the adventure alone that has gotten me fired up, but it's been a combination of 4 things:

1) Rest 
2) Embracing Beauty, starting with myself-- 
3) Choosing to be creative in some way. EVERYDAY. 
4) And being more purposeful and heartfelt about Encouraging those in my life.

     I had forgotten how beneficial sleep can truly be. I mean. #Gamechanger

     If you didn't know already, I can sleep like an Olympian when I want and need to (10-14 hours). But since the beginning of this year, I was on my grind and definitely not getting proper sleep. It wasn't until about 2 weeks ago that I just allowed my body to really rest. Not only are there tremendous health benefits (#myhairandskintho), but there is an emotional and spiritual rejuvenation that takes place. When we lay our cares, our worries, our unfinished business down and decide to trust God, it's extraordinary what begins to take place.

     I also love that Jesus invites us into rest. "Come to me all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."

     I mean, this is a big deal -- rest.

     And what about embracing beauty?

     Well, have you done it? More importantly, have you embraced your own beauty? Regardless of your size, your height, your skin color, etc. Have you been intentional about celebrating what's beautiful about you? Grab a friend and go out and do an impromptu photo shoot in your backyard, in front your garage, at the park, in your living room, anywhere--be brave.

    And while I'm a big fan of celebrating our own beauty, know that your beauty does not detract from someone else's, nor can theirs detract from yours. Be sure to tell someone today, how handsome or how beautiful they look. Mostly, let's help each other embrace our beauty.

     And then of course, there's the creative aspect.

     We are a creative species, meant to be creative in a variety of tones and shades. We are drawn to beautiful, odd, interesting, mysterious, complex, and simple things. How we understand these things, how they make us feel, and the stories they create, manifest themselves in our lives in different ways.

     Beyond writing, one of my favorite creative expressions is photography. I just love interesting images, with dynamic focal points. I'm fascinated with silhouettes, country landscapes, and people. I have no pressure to be a genius regarding photography, it's simply something I love doing--something I do with a sense of rest, tenderness, and focus.

     An easy way for me to be creative everyday, outside of my writing, is to simply post a photo on Instagram. #Itsthelittlethings

     What's your fun creative outlet, something simple that you can do just about everyday, to express your inner creativity? Scrap-booking, painting, singing along to your favorite CD, working out a complex physics formula? There's life to be had in these often subtle expressions.

     And lastly--encouragement.

     We all need it.

     And we all want someone to give it to us in our time of doubt and need.

     But let's turn this thing on its head.

     Let's be purposeful to encourage those people we are blessed to have in our lives (and perhaps some of the ones you don't feel blessed to have--).

     Because what happens is the beautiful cycle of generosity...

"Generosity begets generosity." - Luke 6:38 (The Message)

And you'll find yourself receiving more love and encouragement than you ever have--Spurring you on, into your calling, into adventures, feeling brave and equipped, rested, and more like the real you, the one who was always destined to come forth.



Wisdom's Knocking: 

Take the time to love yourself well.



Holding Patterns




     I'm in a holding pattern of sorts.

     I can feel it.

     And as much as I'd like to buck the ways of the universe right now, something tells me to get still. To chill. To relax.

     This morning, I got an interesting Facebook friend request.

     When I saw the face of this guy, my stomach literally leapt, flew, fluttered, and then tried to carry on as if nothing had ever happened.

     Of course, I already knew who this guy was. But I am no longer falling for a man over a merely friendly gesture. So, I accepted the friend request with a semi-frozen heart.

     But the nerve of my heart and body to still have such a strong reaction to his presence.

     And all the while, I feel like a little red plane circling in the skies, waiting for the control tower to give me permission to land.

     Land where, exactly? I'm not entirely sure.

     But I spent a Wednesday with one of my dearest friends, Yajaira.



     We spent the day eating, walking, bumping into old friends, people watching, and listening to each other's tales of heartbreak and disappointment.

     I don't know how long this holding pattern will last, I'm honestly praying that it will be over once I wake up tomorrow, or by the time you finish reading this post.

     But repeat after me: "Good things still happen."



     They happen in big packages and small. And sometimes even medium packages.

     Today, Yajaira and I embraced our small packages, called them blessings, and hugged each other like sisters when it was time to say good-bye.




     We in our laugh-crying state of being, hope that our future is more memorable than our past, but we are painfully aware that it will take blood, sweat, and tears--otherwise known as waiting, to get there.

     Meanwhile, life is still being lived.

     Beauty is still all around us.




     And even though the drab of missed opportunities and unmet expectation linger in the atmosphere, God is known for taking brokenness aside and making it oh, so incredibly and surprisingly beautiful.




Wisdom's Knocking:

"He has made everything beautiful in its time." 

In its time.

-Ecclesiastes 3:11a









The Unfortunate Way I Feel About Myself Today

     

   
     Do you ever cringe in embarrassment over your past actions? Otherwise known as regret.

     I know it's hip and famous to claim that one never feels regret over past actions, because of course, it's these actions that cause us to grow, to mature, to become better human beings in the end, if we let them.

     But today, I was acting like Lot's wife. I looked back, because I felt as though I had missed something, that I was missing out.

     Isn't that always the fear, the struggle and the fight--that we've somehow missed out on the party, the invitation, the inside scoop and have been relegated to being an outsider once again.

     I came across this line on Twitter yesterday: "It's sad we live in a world where people are happily surprised when you hold the door for them... Shows people don't do it nearly enough."

     And then I realized how I had been cheating myself.

     I had somehow began viewing myself as 'less than' and excused the half baked intentions of non-fully committed men.

     I had gotten so excited over the menial displays of interest from specific men over the last few months, that I had also mistaken these notions for some sort of true chivalrous act.

     I looked back.

     And I started to cringe in my soul.

     Why are we drawn back to those things that were only ever a good 60%, instead of facing forward and ready to receive the 100% ahead.

     And then I think to myself, "Why didn't he just ask me out?"

     And another resounding answer comes back like a boomerang hitting me upside the head,

     "Because he didn't want to."

     And I look back at that 60% as if it were the only thing I would ever have. And then I somehow feel horrible for ever letting it go.

     It's an unfortunate way to feel.




Wisdom's Knocking:

β€œGo back?" he thought. "No good at all! 
Go sideways? Impossible! 
Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!" 
So up he got, and trotted along with his little sword held in front of him 
and one hand feeling the wall, 
and his heart all of a patter and a pitter.”

 β€• J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit








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