every cell is so tired from straining to sit still restless like i'm on the run in this messed up world.
i wish i could forgive myself as he does and i wish i could love myself as he does and as each stubborn grain of stone gets chipped away from who i used to be i stand more sorely exposed raw with insufficiency wish i could remember who I am
Where heaven meets earth- the most intimate, sacred chambers of my body and soul- there you have been planted woven together and grown.
This infinitely secret garden of hope in me... I am opening for you.
To the mysterious ways of The Lord I surrender. Every hidden and known I've held as my own I relinquish. I diminish myself to only a bare vessel for the Almighty Power of God magnificent and unstoppable.
For you precious one, who's life is every beautiful promise of Love, a...
Oh, Now I recall- There is a place where I can be candid despite it all.
All of the, dare I be so honest Dirty laundry- endless heaps of unfinished Business Of every kind Tying up my time. Unwinding like a spool of thread filled with knots of helplessly ever after when Ever I get the chance.
Happiness is the prize of endurance and sprinting the undeserved ignorance is bliss of youth I used to be so good at it- or rather so good at getting injured and not changing. Now I'm sweating the...
The cave drawings, I still remember- and the ancient scripts found, quickly re-sketched to match OUR forms, quickly rewrote with the black and white markings of OUR night while bathing in the holy amniotic fluid of creativity, dreams and romantic ideas. My youth, let it be owned and tenderly held always in that light.
Other memories exist in the akashic record of my past. Violence and losses of every kind, realities that have shattered and confessed me both before the Lord. ...