"Listen," my mother said. "Listen to the sound of the corncrake, a bird of the past. We might never hear it again, this time might be the last."
It is not in the denial of our human condition that we will find transcendence, but in honoring it, respecting it, loving it, adoring it.
Being unusually intense, sensitive and perceptive does not lay an easy path. Before we can embrace ourselves fully, there are many detours, where we kick around,denying, resenting and resisting our truths. We came into the world wild and innocent, with an open heart and extraordinary ...
I want this daring to slow down amidst chaos... to reach for one another to say, “Hello, I am here, I don’t have the answer, but I will stand with you.”
Working on your own personal dreams -- whether in relationships, career or prosperity -- takes dedicated effort, but all things come to pass in divine time.
Not just the parts I think I like, but also the parts I tend not to like. The parts of me that seek forgiveness. The parts that are angry.