Dodgeball, you’re it.

I love feeling this kind of flustered.

When the energy around me is electric and all these bits and bobs from the Universe are downloading on to me. And I’m connected with the people that fill up my cup. When I can see my own growth and feel comfortable in discomfort. I love this kind of flustered when there’s too much of a good thing with good people and also enough little pockets for me to reflect in feel gratitude.

I love this clustered flustered feeling of being okay with being inconsistent and knowing consistency is really showing up daily as best as I can. That daily is different and consistency means slowly. Richly.

This energy around me that is magnetic and abundant in a way that I can only have the abundance because the energy is really being shared with others.

Playing phone tag. Trying for three weeks to schedule a work/play date. Canceling plans without fear. Saying I love you without hesitation. Stepping boldly into happiness. Choosing things just because. Questioning what works for me, our family, right now. Making different choices. Being love drunk over a phone case.

Just all of it. All the time. At once.

Completely flustered with the escape of time. Playing dodgeball. Duck. Dive. Dip. Dodge.

Your turn. Embrace the flustered spiral.