lidless life
In Kristen We Brust
it’s like THE easiest to get stuck in day to day, the same schedule, the circumstances, the looming feelings of not enough. not enough time, not enough money, not enough muscle, the list can go on BUT what if for a moment it stopped? what if we take to time to really dream again. fall in love, dream like a kid again. lidless life is a moment in time that i have resurrected bc i miss a wide open world and mind. and if you do too, this little pep rally is just for you. i love you. near or far. too much. forever. xoxo kb.
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in your newness
In Kristen We Brust
the new decision. what if we just decide? decide to be reminded of what we love and who we are. decide to make the change because we can. yep. maybe it is that easy. we are just a decided heart away from small or big shifts. newness. the promise and hope of a future. all things we can know as truth. all things easier to see with a post easter lens. i love you. new. old. every in between. too much. forever. xoxo kb.
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a holy yes.
In Kristen We Brust
whew. not my typical holy week tribute but some real honesty and moments of clarity. our go to “sorry we can’t, it’s holy week” has been replaced. this holy week feels different. abundant? yes. full? completely. being the hands and feet of Jesus in noisy, but really beautifully chaotic, times. all the goodness. all at once. all the emotions. all at once. death. promise. life again. perhaps a holy yes is exactly what the answer should be. i love you. way too much. forever. happiest holy week my friends. xoxo kb.
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the real time in between
In Kristen We Brust
a note to all my warrior hearts ::: i love you. today i am holding everything. sometimes i need a moment to hold what floats to the top and detangle the rest later. tangible ways to move my tired, grieving, even joyful mind in a forward motion. slow and steady. love and protected. thanks for sitting in the sorting. i am spoiled to have you xoxo. kb.
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ask me anything part three
In Kristen We Brust
you asked, i answered. yikes. a lot you didn’t see coming… thanks for loving me and being so all in. xoxo. kb.
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ask me anything part two
In Kristen We Brust
you asked, i answered. yikes. a lot you didn’t see coming… thanks for loving me and being so all in. xoxo. kb.
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ask me anything part one
In Kristen We Brust
you asked, i answered. yikes. a lot you didn’t see coming… thanks for loving me and being so all in. part two coming soon cause you asked so much and i want to tell you everythingggg. xoxo. kb.
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a holy pace
In Kristen We Brust
march roars in like a lion … and don’t i know that life! pumpkin rolls out but the best “what ifs” stay. as we launch into a spring refresh in home, heart, closet, and temps let’s pause for the importance of exiting our seasons like a lamb. i love you. too much. forever. xoxo. kb.
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what if...
In Kristen We Brust
what if… girl. what if you are actually good at it? yes that. anything you haven’t tried or thought “maybe someday”… i think it’s time. time for the good old college try. time for the measuring cups and the printed recipes. time for substack or the LLC. whatever has been planted in your perfectly imperfect heart deserves a shot. so well the depth of pumpkin roll seems a little frosted in comparison, it turns out the key to knowing yourself is just a little self love sugar sometimes. i love you, you talented thing you! give it a try! what if you are actually good at this? ...
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a love note
In Kristen We Brust
a little love note from me to you in between official seasons. i love you too much. forever. xoxo kb
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a really tender and vulnerable time with you. this one is a leap of faith and of hope. it’s left me with a nervous // anxious // too much kind of belly which is exactly how i know it needs to live and have breath out in the wide world. i need you to know that you are really loved. i mean that. it gets lonely out there. it gets heavy and unbearable sometimes. i was there. that place of shallow breathing and surrounding weight of dark getting darker. i am here to tell you it will not stay this way. i know some of you won’t believe me. but i just need you to really try. it. will. not. stay. this. way.
slowly light will come. slowly it will lift. please lean in and please look up. you are needed in this story. and there is something you cannot, in wildest imagination, predict about your future. you can’t even brainstorm the way things will shift for the better.
as i type this i am 5 million minutes, 3 babies earth-side, one baby in Heaven, one husband, one decade, heartbreak, healing in the bank on the other side of the darkest minutes of my life. those sweeps of dark still come but i remind myself i have made it a million times over and i will make it still.
please promise me you will spend 40 minutes with me and one more minute after, and another, and another. slowly your minutes and breaths will begin to add up to life abundant. all of your darkest parts can’t exist when there is even a sliver of light. your dark makes you human and your humanness is exactly why i love doing life along side you.
if you or someone you know struggles with depression, please reach out to a lifeline by way of prayer, therapist, trusted // safe heartbeats in your circle. the national suicide direct line is 988. this is not over.
the world needs you. we need you. all of us.
i love you. all of your dark parts. too much. forever.
xoxo ::: kb.