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Breath and Life

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Peace.

That’s my word for this week.

I know many of you will probably find that a bit odd, considering I’m the woman that’s always yelling fight! Fight! Fight! But even the fiercest warrior has to have a season of peace. Of rest. Of rejuvenation.

I realized yesterday that it is past time for my season of peace. I’ll discuss the circumstances of that in next week’s blog. What I want to focus on here is how I find peace and rest, and get you to think about the things that breathe fresh air into your life.

There are so many people, places, and things that I find sanctuary in. That are my breath and life. I want to share some of them with you today, in no particular order.

Above is a picture of the White River in Northern Arkansas, not far from where I grew up. This place will always hold a piece of my heart. The smell of pine, the rivers and lake I grew up around, the quiet, being surrounded by nature. When I was younger, all I wanted was to get out of that backwater and see the big world. Now, I return as often as I can, which is not often enough.

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These are a few of the crazy people in my life. While often they drive me absolutely batty, each one has at one time or another spoken love into my heart and breathed life back into me when I was fading. For all our ups and downs, we are family and I love these people.

 

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Music. If you’ve known me for longer than an hour, you know that music is what motivates me. It’s what powers me. I have been a musician and music lover all my life. I find solace in melody, comfort in rhythm. My life has a soundtrack and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

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Martial arts have been a part of my life for 20 years. Though I no longer compete due to health issues, I can still spar lightly, let loose on the bag, work through my forms, and train as hard as always. Even if it’s just me running through a form (think Tai Chi) all by my lonesome, nice and slow, I get a rush. I am centered. I am focused. For that moment, I am powerful.

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I would be remiss if I failed to mention my greatest Source of peace. I’ve been involved with church for pretty much my whole life. But only in the past several years have I come to have a true, honest, no holds barred relationship with my God and not just hold to a religion. In opening myself up like that, having faith, I have found peace that is beyond description. If you have yet to find that for yourself, I challenge you to give Him a try. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Now that I’ve laid a little bit more of my guts on the page, how about you? What gives you peace? How do you find rest? Share with us! Maybe someone reading this needs some ideas for getting a little fresh air in their lungs.

 

By Amy Brock McNew

Author. Blogger. Fighter.

Former nurse and martial artist.

Amy doesn’t just write speculative fiction, she lives and breathes it. She enthusiastically explores the strange, the supernatural, and the wonderfully weird. She pours her guts onto the pages she writes, honestly and brutally revealing herself in the process. Nothing is off limits. Her favorite question is “what if?” and she believes fiction can be truer than our sheltered and controlled realities.

This wife and mom is a lover of music, chocolate, the beach, and cherry vanilla Coke. Her home is a zoo, filled with teenagers–both hers and those she seems to collect–two dogs, a cat, and various fish and amphibians. Strangely enough, her kids are the ones who have to tell her to turn the music down.

It is her firm belief that everyone should have a theme song.

Originally from Arkansas, Amy currently resides in Indiana. She and her Taekwondo-instructor husband are constantly acting like overgrown kids–and loving every minute of it. She longs for the day when her husband retires, so she can write her adventures of love and war on a back porch overlooking the ocean.

In flip flops.

2 replies on “Breath and Life”

Colette, I can completely understand all of that! Nature, the music, fur babies, faith, they are all comforting. And I also agree, sometimes it’s incredibly freeing to let loose and bang your head!

Getting outside is peaceful for me. I love taking walks and observing what’s around me. I’m a very driven person and this helps me to refocus. I also LOVE music. It’s like breathing for me. I play it, sing it, and am a great fan of many bands. I love anything from classical to classic rock- but my favorite is heavy metal. I don’t know why, but that crazy loud music brings me peace. Maybe because of what I’ve been through it’s nice to let someone else do the screaming for me. My furbabies help calm me down. My dogs Toby and Bella help me when I feel unloved. My faith is what brings me the most peace. This part of Amazing Grace sums it up for me- “I once was lost but now I’m found, was blind but now I see.”

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