4 Lessons I Learned During Summer 2022

This summer was a quiet one, but it was exactly what I needed. In the stillness, I sat with uncomfortable truths, began my healing journey, let God into the hidden parts of my heart, and took intentional steps forward.

So as the seasons change, I wanted to share four things I’ve learned and plan to carry with me through the fall:

You get the most out of life when you are an active participant.

Earlier this year, I realized I was living in survival mode. Between the pandemic and the stressors of adulting I became really comfortable letting life happen to me. But my passive approach wasn’t producing a life that I could be proud of.

So I got moving. I became intentional about spending time with God. I became intentional about going to therapy and doing the work after sessions. I recommitted to the habits that make me feel my best (exercising, journaling, reading, waking up and sleeping on time).

Confidence and a meaningful life are built by showing up and doing.

Rest is a requirement not a reward.

One of my sister-friends from college once told me, “you shave years off of your life by not sleeping.” I didn’t believe her until I started grad school. One of the best decisions I made this summer was not taking classes as I originally planned.

The overachiever in me initially felt guilty, but my body, spirit, and mind were desperate for a break. By prioritizing rest, I got to travel, read, reconnect with myself, meet new people, and start things I had been postponing. Finding a balance between work and play is essential.

It turns out I don’t get a cookie for overworking myself after all. Who would've thought?

Joy is a free gift that needs to be nurtured.

Some seasons will feel like you're on a mountain top, and some will feel like you're in a valley. This summer felt like a little bit of both to me. Whatever the circumstance, God can’t be dethroned, and the sun will rise again. That alone is a reason to be joyful.

I learned that one of the best ways to cling to joy when things don’t feel good is to practice gratitude for the little things. Some of my favorite little things this summer included working from a local cafe, catching up with old friends over FaceTime, giving pilates a try, slow decorating my apartment, and binge watching “Glow Up.”

Joy is a posture, choice, and discipline.

There is so much beauty and freedom in small beginnings.

Starting this blog was the highlight of my summer, but honestly I’m figuring things out as I go. As a recovering perfectionist, I typically focus on the product rather than the process. But for the first time, I have slowed down enough to experience the excitement of painting on a blank canvas.

There is an abundance of grace for beginners. I have the opportunity to experiment, discover what works (and doesn't), grow as a writer, and learn more about myself. I am enjoying this chance to fumble without the pressure of a big audience. I am on my way, and for once, I am content taking the scenic route.

These are just a few of the lessons this season has taught me. What have you been learning this summer? Let me know in the comments!

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