In a word, that’s it.
Since identifying that calm, loving internal voice as Jimmy Carter, several little things have clicked. I’m reading his memoir A Full Life and I can hear his beautiful southern voice as I read. It calms me and brings peace. Today, I started his daily devotional book and the gentle wisdom in it does the same thing. My heart voices a resounding, yes! as I read his words. I can hear his story and his years of experience.
I will readily admit to feeling defeated in a couple of areas right now. Food has once again gotten the best of me. When I’m tired, I eat. When I want to de-stress, I eat. My body is pulling me toward simple carbs and sweets, which is not what I want to eat when I’m not stress eating. It’s hard to realize that I’m once again at this place. I’m also being stretched WAY before my comfort zone in a personal area of my life and it’s causing physical stress — tension in my neck and shoulders and jaw.
So today, I listened to Jimmy. I cancelled two services that were no longer serving me, but only providing additional sources of stress. I committed to returning to yoga and I claimed the fact that I am a good wife.
And all the while, a gentle southern man stood next to me and smiled, encouraging me with the soft sounds of a coastal Georgian accent.