I Choose Love

by Starla J. King on July 9, 2015

I haven’t been writing much, which concerns the writing coach part of me.  But I’ve heard this is normal for many authors, this relative quiet in the wake of writing a book.  We live in, for, and with the books — constantly — as we write them, so it makes sense that it takes a while to get grounded again when that anchor is released to the world.

Actually, though, I have been writing, just not publicly.  Journaling, emails, greeting cards (remember those?).  And yesterday, this on my wrist:

I choose loveI CHOOSE LOVE.

Because when I choose love, I stop choosing fear and worry, and I stop listening to the stern schoolmarm who has set up her classroom in my brain.

In truth, I’m not even sure exactly what “choose love” means.  I just know that seeing those words remind me of possibility and purring puddytats, home-grown tomatoes and hummingbirds, conversation and compassion, music and maybe even miracles.

“What’s that on your wrist?” my wife asked this morning as we prepared for the day.

“Oh, just a reminder,” I replied.

A reminder that sometimes three words is plenty enough.

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