My mind says I don’t understand. My body says I’m not ready. My soul says burn me up and make me into the ash you place on the Virgin's forehead. My words say I'm too mixed up. My tears say I'm unworthy. My breath says reduce me to dust and gather me up in your hands and breathe into me. __________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

Posted by Tara Owens, Abbess at 2023-02-22 15:27:30 UTC