Sometimes We're Searching With The Wrong Words

Happy May, Beautiful Soul,

I hope this month has created opportunities for you to practice BEing The First To Put You 1st… In All Ways & Always.

Some seasons invite us to bloom.

Others invite us to anchor.

May has quietly invited me to do both.

To breathe deeper.

Trust harder.

To practice bold and radical intentionality in ways I did not know I would need.

Life continues reminding me that healing, growth, trust, and Wellness & Well-BEing are not destinations.

They are practices. 

Daily choices.

Daily opportunities to decide how we desire to move through what life places before us.

Truth be told…

There have been moments requiring me to bob and weave as life attempted to disrupt my peace.

My rhythm.

My perspective.

Moments where tears flowed.

Moments where faith stretched.

Moments requiring me to pause and whisper:

God… I trust You.

Because this season has reminded me:

Surrender is not weakness.

It is trust.

Trusting that God sees what I cannot yet see.

Yet, in the voice of my Soul-Sis, Erika Brown:

“Trick no good.”

And perhaps that has become one of my greatest reminders during this season.

Not pretending difficult moments do not exist.

Not bypassing hard feelings.

Not forcing joy.

But intentionally making space for gratitude to exist alongside it all.

The stretching.

The lessons.

Because often…

Growth happens quietly.

Not loudly.

Not all at once.

Quietly.

Funny story…

A few weeks ago, I was searching for a song by Marvin Sapp.

I knew exactly what I was looking for.

Or at least…

I thought I did.

I searched.

Nothing.

Tried again.

Still nothing.

Meanwhile…

Frustration steadily built.

The interesting part?

I was searching using the wrong words.

I kept typing:

“Grateful For It All.”

And every single time…

Hezekiah Walker kept appearing.

Over. And over. And over again.

I laughed later.

Not immediately...

Later.

Because eventually I realized…

The song I had been searching for all along was:

“Thankful For It All.”

One word.

One word shifted everything.

Can we pause there for a moment?

How often do we do this in life?

Push harder.

Grip tighter.

Search longer.

Become frustrated.

Not because what we need is unavailable…

But perhaps because we are approaching it from a lens no longer meant to carry us forward.

A different perspective.

A different pace.

A deeper level of trust.

There I was…

Practicing gratitude.

Trusting God.

Navigating a season requiring bold and radical intentionality.

Yet increasingly frustrated over something small.

And when realization finally found me…

I cracked up laughing.

Because perhaps the lesson found me anyway.

Slow down.

Pause.

Breathe.

Sometimes what we are searching for is already there.

Sometimes, what shifts everything is not circumstance.

Sometimes it is perspective.

Music has been medicine during this season.

A modality. A ministry. A mirror.

Music has long been woven into my Wellness & Well-BEing practices.

Praise. Truth. Encouragement.

Language for what my Heart needed help carrying.

Recently my Soul-Sis shared a song with me:

“Crown Sittin Heavy” by Blu Monroe.

Can I tell you… That song met me exactly where I was.

And perhaps another lesson found me there too.

Healing does not always arrive in grand moments.

Sometimes healing sounds like worship.

Sometimes healing sounds like truth.

Sometimes, healing sounds like a reminder that even when your crown sits heavy…

You keep walking.

You keep trusting.

You keep showing up.

Feeling some feels.

Head held high.

Heart stretched.

Still grateful.

My 3-PAUSE Self Check-In has sustained me during this season.

Pause One.

Breathe.

Ground.

Notice what your body is carrying.

Pause Two.

Reconnect.

Ask yourself:

What requires tending today?

Pause Three.

ReleaZe.

Not because everything feels better.

But because carrying everything was never your assignment.

Prayer.

Grounding.

Music.

Movement.

Breathwork.

Journaling.

Intentional pauses.

These modalities sustain and maintain me.

Not perfection.

Practice.

Not arriving.

Becoming.

Evolving.

Perhaps healing is not becoming someone new.

Perhaps healing is remembering who God called us to BE all along.

This season continues reminding me:

• Healing does not always ask us to do more.

• Sometimes healing asks us to trust deeper.

  
  

Having The AUDACITY TO BE…

Is exactly what God is calling forth from me.

The audacity to trust. The audacity to heal. The audacity to ReleaZe.

The audacity to rest. The audacity to create space.

Space for what nourishes. Space for what sustains.

Space for God’s lavish and unfailing abundance.

Perhaps this is your invitation today.

Slow down. Check your lens. Honor your modalities. Trust your process.

Today’s Reflection & Journaling PromptZ:

Where in my life am I being invited to shift perspective rather than force outcome?

What modality is helping sustain my Wellness & Well-BEing during this season?

Before moving into the next part of your day…

Pause.

Place one hand over your Heart.

Place one hand over your Solar Plexus.

Take a slow breath in.

Hold.

Exhale slowly.

Again.

Inhale trust.

Exhale what no longer serves.

Repeat three times.

Quietly affirm:

I trust my healing.

I trust what God is doing.

I make space for peace.

Healing can coexist with tears.

Growth can coexist with weariness.

Gratitude can coexist with hard seasons.

Even here.

Even now.

Perhaps this season is reminding me of what I was searching for all along. Not perfection. Not certainty. Simply reasons to remain thankful for it all. ~Zendalannette T.

Should life feel loud this week…

Pause. Breathe. Check your lens.

Honor your modalities.

And remember…

Even crowns sitting heavy… Are still crowns.

Cheers to Healing, Evolving, & ReleaZing.

With Grace & Gratitude, 

Zendalannette 🌹

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