Curling up with faith and being held so closely by a Father who will never give up on me.
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Seething inside, finding it difficult to be here on earth.
Falling away, not caring, wanting death to encompass me completely.There are no soothing words to say, only the abuse and ugly sentences stick in my mind and I fade away into the distance forever.
Sentimentality dresses me each evening in it’s splendor,
all things past.Never settling for anything in this world, wanting to beand do the best I can.Traveling around in places of profound interest, nodoubts in place to ruin the peace I feel.Interiorly assisting factions of spiritual contemplationas sentimentality dresses me each evening in it’sfascinating splendor.
Keeping feelings to myself is no longer being done.
Letting people get in touch with their emotions helps them move down their own paths in life.Sometimes retracing steps they didn’t quite get and other times to rush ahead and enter the next realm of their existence.Along highways we travel together, yet in each, our own journeys.A combination of emotions and images helping us gather…
Hearts beating to rhythms of ocean waves, crashing onto
as it quickly unfolds and becomes part of the ocean once again.Enlivening abilities and talents to cross edges and dwellon new shores, listening to individual senses, innatelyand lastingly.
Loud drumming singing to me in harmony with my mind.
Benefiting everyone who will be touched with the spiritual side of the gifts they will be receiving on Christmas.Many smiles will be spread around, thanks to all the people who helped the United States Marines give toys for tots.