Friday, April 08, 2011

The Warmth Of Grace

It's like waking from a fog, slowly. It's like living beneath the cold rays of an obscured sun, waiting for warmth, waiting for warmth. And one day, after 3 months of days with very few words and too little sparkle, there is a shift; small, still shrouded in feathers of fog, but notable.

One breath reaches the floor of the gut, lips upturn, and quietly, life renews.

It has been a productive time; angst and exhaustion leading deeper into the cold and mist where inhibitions rule and humor lies dead and the way out spirals ever downward until 3 spare inches from rock bottom, the cold sun casts a ray on 2 ancient words: let go.

In the letting go, there are things to be kept: compassion, trust and the warmth of grace.     


  1. Wonderful words and yes "letting go" is sometimes a struggle, but then definitely renewal. Sending hugs.

  2. let go

    works for me
    I think I shall. finally.

    see you this summer. xoxo

  3. this is so true .. thank you ever so much for a needed reminder

  4. Beautifully expressed. I'm glad I stopped by!


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