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  Alone in the darkness of the mind’s chaos- drifting, sinking, struggling against the weight of it I weep, longing for words of comfort, to share the awful truth of the horror and pain No one seeks the details of such a path, this solitary walk into the abyss of fear To be on the other side is enough I am told Just forget, move on to the new unknown I long to speak of it, the monster that hides inside my soul in wait, so thirsty, hungry I think if I call its name, shining light upon its twisted face it might be appeased Fluid, this dark cloak that envelops me, tempting me to give up, finding solace below Yet I keep swimming, gasping for air when I forget to breathe- forget myself Where is that self I knew so well mere months ago, before  the world exploded? People pat, people pray, people say the magic words to make it alright It isn’t alright when my gut is full of poisonous truth, buried memories No skeletons hiding in my closet, for they lie buried- ashes to ashes Why did they all


 Hi Everyone, I hope you have been having good days or better and that the fathers in your life were honored yesterday.  We were fortunate to have most of our family around for the special day and enjoyed them all. My own father passed away late last Summer and it was very sad to think of him not physically being in our lives any longer. He was a very loving, attentive Dad who left us with a lot of fond memories.  On my walk this morning I found a door! Yes, and it seemed one I could not pass on to share.  At first I thought to keep it until Thursday; but as I continued on my walk, the things I encountered inspired me to share it now.  Like so many inspirations, ideas and thoughts I often ‘save’ for later, it stood a good chance of being filed away and forgotten.  It struck me that the door was there as a message specifically for me and that the message was that it is okay for a moment to just be for me- about me-and not attached to a larger idea or project.   See?  ‘C’ Me! 😊 Nice p

In the Still/#poetry

  In the still silence between damp breath and  the beat of a heavy heart, there is a place of perfect peace where the lightness of being comforts the weary soul and the heart whispers its fervent prayer into the void…beyond the place  where thoughts deceive.. longing to believe the promises. Vespers for the weary, the dying,  the waiting.  Waiting for the sign, the affirmation, confirmation, supplication of of the faithful for salvation, redemption, healing. Alms for answers, paper for prayers, pleas flickering in the dim light of  Piety and Penitence, so bright! The answers wait in the darkness  where nothing breathes, nor eats,  nor sleeps.  In the infinitesimal space between eternity and existence, Truth waits patiently for Wisdom to open herself to acceptance of the  Unknown. Where thought ends,  and control is abandoned, where murmurs cease and plans forgotten, where trust becomes the breath, the beat, the reason… Fear surrenders to Love as God speaks… can you not hear It? Cheryl

Mama? #1linerWednesday

  Excuse me... Have you seen my mother? We found this little fellow while on a walk around the neighborhood. The bluejay population is booming here and they are gorgeous. We opted to leave him where he was. Sure hope he fared alright.  #1linerWednesday