“You’re not the same as you were before. You were much more “muchier”. You’ve lost your muchness.”
So says The Mad Hatter to
And it resonates because I too have lost my muchness. I think sometimes it’s just slipped away…melted… when I lack inspiration and the energy just won’t come to create or tell stories or do the things I know I was created for. But it didn’t melt. I see now that like an avalanche my muchness has been buried, rubble-topped and stunted deep beneath… my muchness.
Stay with me here.
The valuable muchness that I have been given, and yours too – the vibrant soul full of life and words and gifts for the sharing collapses so often between the muchness of life – piles of stuff and lists and emails, things to clean and things to store and things to buy. And the muchness of life is suffocating, sometimes – the life that pulses with the Spirit and love and all things magic and miracle gets buried beneath the keeping up of the life that no one ever designed us for.
Have you lost your muchness?
Are you, too, gasping for grace-swirled air beneath the rubble pile of the rat race?
The Lord is keeping me up at night with a laundry list of the things in my life I need to let go of in order to make room for the abundance waiting outside my door. Things, obligations, expectations, and even ideas.
There is muchness within me, waiting to get out, kept prisoner by an entirely different kind of muchness.
And so, I begin a journey of release, of letting go of the muchness I hold in my hands to be full of a muchness that arouses my soul, awakens the life of abundance that we’re all designed to have.
Where in your life can you let go, today? What can you surrender to make room for that which is so much more?