This morning, the Italian Mama and I talk about coming to the point in our lives when we work from a sense of giving--of love, really--and not from a need to gain importance or prove ourselves.
Why does it take so long to get here? Why couldn't I have felt this way in my 20's and 30's (yes, I turn 40 in a few weeks)? Why was so much about striving to matter and to make a contribution that was really about me more than anything else?
What does work feel like now? It feels like love, peace, and joy. It feels like self-abandonment and Holy Spirit overflow into teaching, writing, and community work.
Here I am.