Finding Freedom by Popping Bubbles


If you don’t know where I’ve been for the past 4 months,
check out this post before reading the following story.


Running
Chasing
Catching
Finding
Discovering
Learning
Building
Working
Crying
Smiling
Laughing
Hiding
Hurting
Thinking
Talking
Processing
Praying

But, ultimately

Popping
Breaking
Destroying
Tearing
Shattering

This is my story from the past 4 months
about how I discovered my true freedom by popping bubbles:

You see, before coming to YWAM (Youth with a Mission) to do a DTS (Discipleship Training School), I used to have these bubbles. They were safe places where I could go to hide, where I could go to just feel safe, and where I could go to get away from everything. And, I was content in my own little world surrounded by these bubbles. Or, so I thought…

“Please don’t pop my bubbles!”

I felt content with my bubbles because they gave me a sense of safety. I liked looking at their beauty because they made me feel loved. I enjoyed their peacefulness because they made me feel comforable.

But, these bubbles would also really hurt me. I wouldn’t be able to let people get too close because they would pop them. Letting people get close enough to pop them seemed like a good and productive idea, but it never was because they never knew which bubbles to pop at the right time. They just wanted to pop them all right away before I was ready, which led to me being hurt often.

“Some people have no self-control with bubbles.”

So, during the past 4 months, I’ve been slowly learning that I am the one that gets to decide when I’m ready to pop a bubble. When I know I’m ready to pop a bubble, that’s when I can let others in to help and encourage me in the process.
I’ve learned that I can’t just let people get close enough and expect them to not pop any bubbles. So, I need to know when the right time for me is to let people get close enough to avoid being hurt by them choosing which bubbbles to pop in their timing.

“Stop! That’s too much, too fast; slow down please!”

So, I’ve learned that in order to let people get close enough, I need to start popping these bubbles on my own (with help & support) because it’s the only way I will feel ready to pop each bubble.
I’ve discovered that only when I’m truly ready to pop a bubble / get rid of something will I feel complete freedom from it.

“It won’t hurt if you’re ready.”

Sometimes I might think I’m not ready, but that’s when I learn how much power fear has in my decisions. Sometimes it takes others to encourage the popping of bubbles.


Freedom won’t be comfortable at first; it takes courage to allow hurt to enter our lives. But, when we start seeing the process of popping bubbles as an exciting and joyful time, we forget about the hurt because we start to see our life in a new, clear way; without the distraction of bubbles.

“Freedom is right in from of you! But, will you choose it?”

Freedom is an interesting concept because they say it’s freely given to you, and you can take it when you want. But, they fail to mention how much it hurts to actually receive it because it costs’ your total comfort. But, that’s when you have to ask yourself:

“Is freedom worth your comfort?”


Well, during the past 4 months, I’ve learned that my answer is definitely YES.
I’ve decided that I am fully willing to step out of my comfort zone to gain freedom because it’s so worth it, and at the end of the day I can’t hold onto them forever anyway.
I’ve realized that if giving-up my self-made comforts is all I need to do to receive true freedom then, I am willing to pop any bubbles that stop me from receiving this amazing freedom.

And, that’s my story from the past 4 months.


Thanks for reading!
I hope this inpsired you to think about the things in your life that could be holding you back from receiving true freedom. If I’ve learned anything during this time, it’s that:
TRUE FREEDOM IS WORTH SO MUCH MORE THAN YOUR COMFORT!

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

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Alive Again!

So, this post is inspired by a personal experience I’ve had recently,
that taught me A LOT of lessons!


Woke up
Disappointed
Crying my eyes out
Feeling lost

Cleaned up
Self confronted
Full of doubts
Feeling done

Looked up
Refocused
Found my roots
Feeling motivated 

Stood up
Restarted
Took a new route
Feeling different 

Jumped up
Wisdom gained 
In pursuit – of
Feeling alive again! 


Thanks for reading!
I hope that this poem helps you realize that there is always something to learn from new (good or bad) experiences!

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

P.S. The following song also inspired this poem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXHrm_TDEIw

Day 1 in Buenos Aires, Argentina

I made it to Buenos Aires, Argentina! 

. . . 

My first 24 hours here were a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn’t believe that I was actually here (it seems too surreal). I was so happy that I finally made it!
But, after the initial feeling of amazement and happiness, the culture shock hit me. 
I didn’t know what to feel or what to do.
I couldn’t remember why I wanted to come here in the first place.
I was afraid to speak Spanish to ask for directions, and as a result, I would get lost a lot
I would shut down in the middle of the street, and basically cry because I didn’t know what I was doing or where I was going. (I felt lost and alone.) 

In summary, my first 24 hours were filled with all the ups and downs of culture shock.

. . . 

Now that I’ve been here for more than 48 hours, I am much more confident in my Spanish (I actually want to speak it), I know my way around the city much better now, and I’ve learned that it’s completely normal to feel culture shock.

So, my advice for anyone traveling to a completely new country (especially for the first time) is to know that culture shock is completely normal (even if it’s your millionth time traveling abroad)
Everyone will feel it differently, and every country will be a different type of shock because there’s always at least one thing that changes.

 . . . 

All that to say that, I am absolutely loving Argentina, my new found perspective on things, and I can’t wait to see what adventures the next 3 months hold.

. . .

Thanks for reading! 

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(I promise, it will be more exciting than this one)!
And, click HERE to check out the video from my trip getting here!


-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

We Remember

We complain
We cry
We fight
We try
We give thanks
We realize
We forget

We remember
For one minute per year
On that one day
We are silent

We think
That’s enough
Let’s move on
Now is our time

Maybe we should…

Let’s just forget-
That’s it, right?
Or, is it-
Lest we forget?


 

Thanks for reading!

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂