Burn, baby.

I got a new fire pit yesterday. Bonfires are a favorite of mine. We’ve had amazing weather the past week or so and I was thrilled to be able to sit out around a fire after life wound down last night. Unfortunately, the temp was a little below “comfortable relaxation” level and the time around the fire was short as a result. I didn’t want to waste my logs but I didn’t want to soak them either. I separated the logs from each other and spread them out around the outside of the pit. Ten minutes later after the company had left and the lights were turned out in the house, the fire was dead. Not a spark, not an ember, not even a glow.

Nothing will kill a fire faster than separating the logs.

Nothing will steal your spark faster than isolation.

Nothing will stall momentum in your life faster than removing yourself from like-minded, like-passioned people.

Nothing will build you, encourage you and keep you warm more effectively than huddling in to those people around you who are moving in the direction you want to go.

Are you feeling like you’re slowing down in areas you want to burn brightly? Snug up. Push in. Find the ones who are burning like you want to be and get in there close.

Are you feeling like you’re on fire in places that need to die? Remove yourself and walk away.

It takes a lot of water to drown a fire when the logs are close. Those hidden embers keep burning in spite. It takes a lot of opposition to drown momentum when a few people are committed to pushing in and pushing thru together.

Lean forward,

Bekka