I\u2019m done here, so I put my phone down and stand up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There it is–that push up through my head and the throb in my legs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Whoa. Stop, bend my knee and put my arms out to keep my balance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This time my vision goes black around the edges.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Should I sit down again?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Is my head clearing? Do the black edges clear out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No, I didn\u2019t have to sit down yet. I take a step and start going to where I was thinking when I needed to get up in the first place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I could sit. I could always sit. Rest is there for me. I have that privilege.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And if I wait for my blood, breath and strength to catch up to my ideas movement is there for also.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want to go. I was done with resting. Movement is the key to what I want next.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every moment it\u2019s a choice. What motion could I make now? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ooh\u2026Not yet. Don\u2019t fall over. Wait a moment. Vision needs to clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I stand still, holding faith that the next step will open up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It almost always does. The way is before me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m not yearning for rest. Those who long for rest should have it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I want that step, that movement, like it\u2019s my breath. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pause. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And pause again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hanging in the balance, with the fiath that the next step will appear when it\u2019s right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ll save the rest for a rainy day. I\u2019ll save it for something special.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My motion pulls me, even if I can\u2019t keep up with it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m on my way\u2026I\u2019ll be there as soon as I can.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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