Wakened with childhood
memory ~ "koo-el koo-el"
Sensing I belong
Sometimes we long for things that are readily available perhaps as a memory, an opening of the heart and mind, or being aware we do belong in some fashion.
Daily Archives: November 14, 2012
That Space, That Silence
It has been another long day. I am not always a politically correct person in the way some want. I struggle to say what the dominant group of the moment wants everyone to say. A reason we have polarization in the world is we want others to agree with us sometimes without giving reasons for it to happen. I might agree, but what about those who are not present?
That invisible space between us–
Between our truths
Sacred ground
Till it gently.
That silence you hear–
Almost imperceptible;
It is reverent
Hold it gently.
That space,
That silence,
Emerge magically
No recipe needed.
That space,
That silence,
Easily chased away–
Shhh…
