Keeping the Dream

Good morning everybody. It’s cold outside, the feel of autumn turning its face to winter is in the air, and everything around me is crystal clear, and for some reason I feel the same inside…yet warm, too.

On some days I feel so alive. It’s a wonderment for someone who has spent most of her life numbed out.

So today, my prayer is that the numbness within goes away, sweeps away in a gentle flood of love. And it’s okay, if as life rushes in, I feel the initial pain like blood returning to fingers deprived of circulation.

I welcome it, because I know that as it does, I will be able to feel some of life’s almost imperceptible joys…like the soft skin of my child as I gently brush the hair from her face or the soft counterpoint melody line within a heavenly chorus. Those gifts of subtle moments, whispered moments , compassionate moments will be mine.

And today, I let my tears flow down my face, and give thanks for the sweet sorrow in my heart mixed with gratitude for what I am receiving and for what I have lost.

And today I wish for all my brothers and sisters to know in that sacred moment that comes when least expected, that they are loved…

Demian,
~DreamSinger