Posts in inspiration
February into March
the reader's digest of me

My story now? I’m totally in love with this season of my life.  A lot of routine and rhythm, but also many new adventures on the horizon! I’ve done a truck load of healing from the past, made great strides with my anxiety disorder and learned to let God be the boss of me.

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the twirl

These collected images are my story.  They are the one dimensional representation of my life.  I am movement & energy.  My life breathes out a screenplay script scribbled full of scenes fueled by nothing more than the devout passion to create and a holy hope to connect.  

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living through weaknesses to find your strengths

 In my clearest commotions, I know that handing over what I know I can handout will produce His best. Not just with style, but in style for the way I am made to move for Him.  That’s when I know that cloudy comes with clarity. That my weaknesses are reminders of where my strength lives.

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{on wearing hearts}
critical spirit of self
january results || february goals
{middle-age}
{concentrate on our callings}

When we neglect to concentrate on our callings we lose sight of the vivid spectrum, this magnificent refraction of light, that can happen.

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Go, Mallory. Go.

Do you see these hands?  These are the hands of a life that is the absolute reservoir for love.  Each time you are in the presence of these dainty fingerprints, you know a little more about gentle.  You feel grace surrounding you, too.

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{pencil to paper}
{dream tracks}
{eclectic-esque}
{comparing & complaining}

And I can no longer stand for the Mommy woes.  I can only tell you that if you are one, make the most of it.  Rest when you can. Lift up other Mamas when you can.  Invest in your children. Take breaks when you need to.  But STOP COMPLAINING about them and your role.  There is power in the who they are now and the who they will become.  And you have a hand in that.

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{keeping memories}
{texture & january goals}
{popularity}

status.  Of being considered the in-crowd.  It's also important for me to note here that no one really longs for rejection either.  I am writer.  My words dwell within.  I move them without.  Without concern for who deems me best. Without certainty that they will be read.  Without a notion of angst that it's anything other than what I was meant to do.

And that?

That's how I know I'm a writer.

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{behind}

Power & worth are big words.  Enormously impacting, they live. Breathing hope.  Nurturing try.  This duo of potential is forthright & robust in reservoirs procured by our very heartbeats.  It's a zesty notion, you know?  One a bit zany for the practical kind.

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{believing}
{beginning}