Life can be tricky. Navigating whatever we must to survive.
We see things one way, when others see theirs.
As a grown woman with a sad childhood past,
I keep learning over and over again when
to trust others, and when to trust me.
And I have to admit: it’s not always easy,
squinting through the fog, and trying to
make sense of what’s in front of me.
But then I stop. I listen. Carefully.
To my center, to my soul,
to the nucleus of who and what I am.
Sure, we can talk all night and day about what’s right or wrong.
Or we can sit, and breathe, and feel what we already
know is best — for us. And there it is, where it was all along,
and Christ, we knew it — though we did our damnedest to ignore it.
And finally, at five-plus decades into my life, I realize: I am ready.
Ready to follow my own knowing, steering here, not over there.
Yes, finally, I am ready.
Pure Heart, CJ
“I was born in the goodness of grace
Because of faith, because of courage
Because of forgiveness
All my mistakes have become masterpieces.”
–Teitur, “All My Mistakes”
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