Bit by Bit
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?” “It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”― Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
In the culmination
The cumulation
Time and wearing
Imperfection
Stops and starts
In betweens
Ordinary days
Transitions and thresholds
Weathering
Joy and laughter
Wilting, weeding, seeding, planting, blooming
Growth, fruition, transformation
May you love your Realness and others too
A beautiful thing to behold and unfold
Loved into becoming.
“Faith is not an art. Faith is not an achievement. Faith is not a good work of which some may boast while others can excuse themselves with a shrug of the shoulders for not being capable of it. It is a decisive insight of faith itself that all of us are incapable of faith in ourselves, whether we think of its preparation, beginning, continuation, or completion. In this respect believers understand unbelievers, skeptics, and atheists better than they understand themselves. Unlike unbelievers, they regard the impossibility of faith as necessary, not accidental …”― Karl Barth, Reader