When It Rains… It Pours (Or Maybe… It Aligns?)
Sometimes rest looks like this. And that's perfectly okay.
We all know the phrase: "When it rains, it pours."
Lately, it feels like we've been standing in a full downpour.
And here's the strange part: we've already caught ourselves looking ahead to the holidays. Not for celebration, but for rest.
That's new. But also… maybe not.
Because if I'm being honest, this season doesn't feel like chaos in the way we typically define it. It's something else. It's organized chaos.
Follow me here.
It's not disorder. It's compression.
Events… stacked on events… layered into a very small window of time. Moments asking to be lived, decisions asking to be made, opportunities asking to be answered—all at once.
And oddly… it's working.
When Life Moves Before You're Ready
I remember a time, years ago, when I had a dream.
In the dream, my boss stood in front of her board of directors and calmly announced she was retiring. It felt so real that I told her about it the next day.
She paused, looked at me, and said, "Well, I'm about to do just that."
There it was. Life already in motion before I could logically understand it.
She had a dozen projects she wanted to complete before closing that chapter of her life. Not small things. Meaningful things.
And somehow, I was handed two of them.
They weren't easy. They required reaching out, building relationships, stepping into spaces that asked more of me than I felt ready to give.
But I said yes.
Because somewhere inside of that moment, I realized something quietly powerful:
I had my own bucket list too.
And in that season, those projects weren't just hers. They were mine.
Saying Yes to the Bucket List
Anatomy Academy program. Combining University of Utah, BYU and Boston University to teach children about the insides of their body. Here we are dissecting brains.
These weren't small commitments. They were spaces that asked something real of me. And they gave something real back.
What If This Is Alignment in Motion?
Community service class working with the Food Bank and delivering food to families who are in need.
So here we are again.
In another season where life feels… full. Where time feels tight. Where the calendar looks a little ridiculous. Where rest feels like a distant holiday destination.
And yet…
What if this isn't chaos?
What if this is alignment in motion?
What if the "pouring rain" is actually life saying: "Now. These things matter. Don't wait."
Because life is short. We know this. We feel this. Especially in the spaces we walk in—with families, with healing, with cancer journeys, with caregiving, with community.
There is a quiet knowing that time is not something to store away. It's something to step into.
Even when it's inconvenient. Even when it's full. Even when it feels like… a lot.
Dreams Don't Always Arrive Gently
Dreams don't always arrive gently. Sometimes they arrive all at once. Compressed. Stacked. Demanding courage.
And maybe the invitation isn't to slow it all down, but to recognize it.
To say: "Yes, this is a lot." And also: "Yes, this matters."
So if your life feels like it's pouring right now, pause for just a moment. Not to stop the rain, but to feel it.
Happy son piloting over Alaska. Dreams taking flight, literally.
A happy daughter and her horse. Training in natural horsemanship and soon horseshoeing.
Collaboration with University of Utah burn unit outreach education program.
Winning a Salt Lake City community service award. Sacrificing her own lunch two times per week to serve lunch to seniors at Liberty Senior Center.
Because somewhere inside of this very full season there might be something quietly extraordinary unfolding.
Something you once dreamed about before you even knew it was possible.
And maybe… just maybe…
you're not drowning.
You're being asked to rise.
