...arking

“There’s a time and a place” so the phrase goes…

For God, it came after many times of forgiveness and repeatedly allowing mankind time and again to repent .God gave the people of Noah's time 120 years to prepare for God's judgment and repent of their sin and rebellion toward God. During this time of grace only Noah and his family obeyed, repented, and were saved.

Genesis 6:3

Then the LORD said, "My Spirit shall not strive with man forever, because he also is flesh; nevertheless his days shall be one hundred and twenty years”.

The purpose of the Flood was to destroy all civilization and start over again.

The Ark enabled God to start again with mankind. Noah withdrew into the Ark with important stuff around him, so that when he stepped out into the world again he was ready to live & create anew.

Sometimes I feel like I need to withdraw into my Ark. To protect myself, to hide from the storms of life and to gather around me, all that is important.  My Ark needs to be a place where I can be vulnerable and where I can regenerate my body, mind and spirit so I’m better equipped to rejoin the world.

So what do I need to surround myself with in my ark? What is important to me and what enables me to feel me?

Now my ark will be more about creating an ambience that allows me to re-emerge. My ark is a moment to take stock and evaluate what makes me who I am and what I need to keep or discard.

My ark needs to feel like a warm, secure and bright place – almost too bright for me to see within and serenely quiet. Not silent but with a sound that connects deep inside of me.

I feel the desire to look upwards and physically touch & hold all that is important.

In that space I’m able to be creative, emotionally & physically in touch with myself and vulnerable. I want to enjoy experiences with fresh excitement every time,  I want to feel a fountain explode inside of me for the people I love and connect with and I want to see, smile and be inspired by even the small things. I want to giggle like I’m being tickled all the time, I want the air to make me tingle and feel alive and I want to spin and fall backwards knowing that something as soft as a cloud or someone as strong as hurricane will catch me. 

Creating my ark, even in words feels so real for me…and enables me to let go of the things that are stopping me starting anew and just being me. So for now I’m arking and I’ll venture out when I’m ready…  

                                                                                                             “If I lay here…

If I just lay here…

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?”