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I had a dream last night that I was frozen in an icey pole.




Overwhelmingly so.

The subtle nature of our psyche cracks me up though.

My new health regime means no icey poles or sugar for this junkie, but at the same time my heart constantly longs for freedom.

Waking up feeling stuck was the most awful feeling.

I was freaked out.

How about you? Do you stop change in it’s infancy stages because of fear of lack of freedom?

Do you feel stuck?

It’s funny the things that hold us back from making changes, the little things that make us feel constrained, restricted and overwhelmed.


We can also get stuck in our creativity.

I had a pretty awful experience last week with this blog and despite my humility and recognition of fault, the person I was communicating with didn’t make the interaction very amicable.

It made me feel stuck.

It made me feel like never opening myself to vulnerability and creating again.

Quickly though I realized that we are never going to be able to please everyone, we all make mistakes and we were not created to live in a stuck place.

This new health regime is going to bring freedom not rules, it’s just the way I look at it.

This scripture sums it up for me at the moment.

Psalm 119:

45 And I’ll stride freely through wide open spaces as I look for your truth and your wisdom; 46 Then I’ll tell the world what I find, speak out boldly in public, unembarrassed.

Here’s a toast to wide open spaces dear friends.

Life lived where the icey poles melt around us and that which has kept us contained melts away.

Stay true to your commitments.

Bring changes that will set you free.


2 thoughts on “Stuck

  1. Great honesty and integrity Amanda. I was thinking this morning that we know instinctively that we should be free from shame, free from captivity, free from self-doubt and free to be vulnerable, however, past experiences or the way our brain is wired can hold us back and we feel stuck.

    Interesting that we had the same sort of thoughts this morning. I’m learning to be freer and to poke my head out over the parapet a little. It’s sad we take so long to become brave isn’t it?

    1. Thanks so much Elaine. Its one day at a time hey?

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