Spiritual growth
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Searching
How deep is the sea that clutches and drags me to the muddy floor, within? How many days will I tumble into the swell of inner life unspoken, unwanted, unkind? Shall I stand here, now, battered and smiling, beside this… Continue reading
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Life Is For Living
Life is for living. It’s a lovely sentiment, isn’t it? Lovely. And vague. Because what, exactly, is living? I turned thirty-eight this year, and I’m still fine tuning what living means to me. I imagine I always will be. Ever… Continue reading
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Choosing This
I’ve always looked beyond. Always searched for the more. Sometimes I wait for the more, craving the sweet beauty of tomorrow. Other times, I wait in fear. For horrors that may, or may not come. None of it is real.… Continue reading
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To Escape
But if you only have eyes for the way you think life should be, then surely you are forgetting to live. To truly live. As you are. In this moment, this version of life that you so desperately wish to… Continue reading
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Bloom
No rose (not a single one) ever bloomed in an instant. Listen to the silence of the journey. Let the rose bloom as she will. Continue reading
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Sweet Aching Quiet
Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading
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The Wind
Oh, but darling. The wind will take you, anyway. Ain’t no fighting the wind, darling. Ain’t no fighting the wind. Continue reading
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The Next Step
I have spent so much time searching for the next step, and yet the next step has always been taken. With no need to search. Continue reading
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Loveliness
Ah, the loveliness. There it is again. As smooth as the drifting river, as quiet as the song of a mother to the sky. Lovely loveliness. The sweetest of all the dreams. Continue reading
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Sunshine
I’d like to find the sunshine beneath my pillow, when I wake. And I will cup it in my hands, and I will hold it close and whisper: ‘Shine, sweet little light. Shine ever brightly, might the pathway ahead light… Continue reading