running into the Wind dries your eyes which is soothing if you're awash in tears but painful if you've cried your ducts dry running with the Wind lifts your lumbering limbs and shuttles your Spirit into the Sky Thanks. Amen. #40wordprayers #CannonBeach2018
for a sacredly spinning planet and sensationally shining Light and bovine valves in human vessels and expanding lungs and beloved breath and beating hearts and pumping pulses and heart-shaped pillows and soul-shaped pauses and patient paces through healing spaces... Thanks.
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wandering in the Wilderness incapacitated by the isolation associated with the Atypical surrounded by the Silence stunned by the silent discovery from the desert acceptance of being alone unveils a ubiquitous unity we are not wandering anxiously all alone... Amen.
ashes to ashes dust to dust slow to recognize hard to trust in mortality when my vocationality involves clamouring about immortality forgetting to realize that embracing the reality that everyone dies reveals the surprise that this dust is Stardust Amen.
we're made of It and It shows It sticks to us when we touch It or It touches us we can't wash It away even when It hurts the Dust from which we come to which we return is Love.
within the cracks between the lines behind the scenes lie the signs of startling truths and stunning graces if we open senses and spaces eyes to see ears to hear minds to perceive hearts to receive Epiphanies all around Amen.