Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places

Loose your Grip

My grip on life

was very tight

I refused to get hurt

surprised by life

I chose to suffer

to strive

if I never got it wrong

if I always made things right

As long as everyone liked me

As long as I never rocked the boat

I’d be all right

I’ll stay small, quiet

avoiding conflict

which meant avoiding life

and myself

and even You

You loosened my grip

shook my world

My body no longer

accepted

these ways

Its cries taught me

living is better

than controlling

I am still loosening

my grip on life

Each time

You

walk me through it

never tiring

of freeing me

from control

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Jessica P. Mills

I see the world through stories and insights. I have always been a sensitive soul, especially towards nature, people, art, and faith. I spend a lot of time reflecting and finding treasures wherever I can. The two values I live by are beauty and celebration. I hope my blog communicates those two things, seeing beauty where beauty is not often seen and celebrating every aspect of life, the hard and the easy.

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An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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