I have found myself in places unknown more than once in my life. I have awoken to the loss of control and deep feelings of grief when things around me felt uncertain. Motherhood took me there, illness took me there, and the loss of vision in one of my eyes took me there. Seasons of stability no longer held, and I had this feeling like there was a piece of me seeking to be reconnected.
For a long time, I tried to move through these seasons quickly. I needed to make sense of them and I desperately needed to find a resolution. Instead, I found myself ruminating and cycling through unhealthy patterns of anxiety and anger. But over time, I’ve come to understand that not every season is meant to be solved. Some seasons are meant to be walked as we look to God, surrender, and trust where our path leads.
My life is now rooted in that understanding. I write from within the process of becoming as I reflect on my experiences and my faith.
I am wholly embedded in a spiritual foundation so that I have the capacity to acknowledge the insights of my path. I no longer seek answers or resolve. Now I seek communion, relationship, and presence with the God who was always there.
Through my journey, I created Legacy Lines. This is a space devoted to gathering and preserving the stories that shape a life, because the stories we carry matter, and what we have lived deserves to be remembered with care.
I don’t write or guide from a place of having arrived. Arrival is never the destination I strive for because we only have now, and now is a constant rhythm that calls us to remain open. I write from within the terrain itself and I sit among, not above. And when needed, I stand to offer clarity within the shared experience.
If you find yourself in a season of becoming, in the middle of something you can’t quite name, or standing at a threshold you didn’t expect, I see you. You are not alone.
Go Well,
Mariah T. Martin