That was true one unforgettable summer night, which will tell you a little bit about me.
“There I was barefoot in the kitchen slicing eggplant, mixing olive oil, and maggi cubes; right where He wanted me to be so that we could really talk. It was a familiar place and yet this particular time, it felt refreshingly different. My mood was more relaxed, not forced in the frantic “man pleaser” mode of my youth. Without a menses for over a year, nothing less than a miracle could create life inside of me, yet creative life energy is alive and flourishing. Maybe it’s because like the rats that ran without exhaustion when it was of their own volition, my neurons are firing and synapses are making all kinds of meaningful connections. Perhaps because I choose to cook, to read, to reflect, listen to God and to write, the ideas flow. Or it could just simply be my season to take back what the locust stole from me? Whatever the reason, it’s a joy to be barefoot in the kitchen, pregnant with possibilities. Engaged in mindful meditation, movement, and miraculous living, the Holy Spirit is guiding my mission to make a positive impact on the planet.”
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