Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I'm not done

In the exploration of my soul,
Those dearest helped me find control.

A way to look at what I’ve learned,
Let it serve, and not get burned.

There’s news to see; I’ve just begun.
My life is rich, though I’m not done.

I contemplate the dreams, so real,
That feed me with their precious meal.

Where I can go, and what I do,
depends on me, and not on you.

My time well spent in healing sun.
Continues on, as I’m not done.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Welcome reality

Last week the stars fell. I stood on the ground glancing up. One by one they came down, circling me, then disappearing. Each one a revealing light of knowledge. Each one contained a bit of my reality. Each one brought it's sadness and it's joy. For the first time, in a long time, I feel more balanced. I treasure everything I have.