I love warehouse shopping; having enough chicken broth to last a good long time and enough apples to bake a pie, have a daily snack and add to salads serves me. I love the plethora of choices and the bulk pricing. The drawback is that I can accumulate a lot of leftovers and crowded shelf space for awhile and my products may expire before I use them.
On the other hand, there is something tranquil about shopping at my local market, buying just what I need, using local products and having just enough. I find that I become more creative in the process of using my groceries. Where there is less, there is more.
In my life, stripping down a situation to the core and demystifying the facts takes me to a whole new level of simplicity. I bring forth some kindling. I start a new fire. I decide how I want to feed it. I design a process with the ingredients I have.
I decide what is enough.
I decide that I am enough.
I hunker down and breathe into the already established credibility I have established.
I invite in the new. I incorporate the parts of my past that feed my future.
When we call upon our warehouse of experiences, they take us into a complex process and we are oh so glad that we can call upon so much activity to create a richer way.
It is also true that compounding a few rich convictions can create a profound calling.
All of it works. It is just the deciding of what fits where that creates value for us.
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