“Live your best life: Find balance.”
I’ve been told that happiness is achieved through the balance of rest and activity: each and every part choreographed in symmetrical alliance to one another.
I’ve absorbed the notion that blessedness dangles between an equilibrium of energy and breathing space.
But in this, I struggle.
The creative spirit and inner drive in me fails to appear with an off button. So if balance requires a strong dose of rest, then surely I fall short.
I find renewal and recharge in aloneness with God…but those moments are infused with energized inspiration, dialog, ideas and dreams.
The calibration on my scale of balance is skewed by the gravitational force of movement. My balance does not hang on rest.
My balance is the child learning to ride a bicycle.
It sums up energy, momentum, exertion, navigation, skill, coordination…maneuvers through and around obstacles.
My balance breathes in courage, exhales risk.
Choose your balance: the bicycle or feet on the ground.
Balance is not a formula; it’s where you most meet God.