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
