Weeks of sadness and disappointment ignite like brittle paper, transforming into quiet peace as the violet flame of Love touches me with your words. The sting of sarcasm remains and yet I understand from whence it came, rising out of frustration, the fear of loss and abandonment. We are all on the trail of tears, wading through grief. And we all see the bright horizon of Joy if we will only look ahead. Know that you were never abandoned even as you stood alone in the dark vacuum of silence. As I have sent Love and Light to you daily, even hourly, know that I was with you then and now and even into the future.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
The Blessing of Your Loving Message
Weeks of sadness and disappointment ignite like brittle paper, transforming into quiet peace as the violet flame of Love touches me with your words. The sting of sarcasm remains and yet I understand from whence it came, rising out of frustration, the fear of loss and abandonment. We are all on the trail of tears, wading through grief. And we all see the bright horizon of Joy if we will only look ahead. Know that you were never abandoned even as you stood alone in the dark vacuum of silence. As I have sent Love and Light to you daily, even hourly, know that I was with you then and now and even into the future.
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