Sunday, April 29, 2007

The Mission

Where has she gone? Where is her passion, her drive, her full flaming heart? Where is the Woman who loves love and believes in world peace? Where is the Daughter of Nature who lays with her chest against the new April grass and exchanges heart beats with the Great Mother? Where is the Champion of a woman's right to free self expression? Where is the Artist, the Lover, the Advocate for trees? Where is the Writer and Thinker and dependable Friend? Where is the Woman who talks with Faeries and meditates and knows there is more to this world than meets the eye?

She is lost. Lost under grey skies and dirty floors and lack of time for dreaming the not-so-impossible dream. She is lost to the energy drain of working for others. She is lost to the sadness of empty rooms and empty hands.

My only mission is to find her. The only way to find her is to love her. The only way to love her is listen to the cries of her heart. To make time for her dreams. To help her remember that God is the fullness of heart, hand and home.


  1. Anonymous4/29/2007

    My lady, how to find her, is to let go of fear.

  2. Anonymous4/30/2007

    My Dear Pisces Project~
    Yes. You are right. So right. In this moment, the difficult moment, I can't remember how to let go. But...I will take to the woods and listen. And let you know what I hear.

    Your Nature friend,

  3. Anonymous4/30/2007

    I see her ... she isn't lost. Just covered up a little. Her LOVE shines brightly and warms me up.

    Someday we'll do that project. Soon?



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