Hello world. The following was written 3/4/2015.
I am a broken woman. Every month I seem to break apart physically, mentally, and emotionally. A literal waterfall of unending force. Yet, I will come back together even stronger to combat the next round coming my way. I have been given a gift. It is this weak tiny vessel that holds the essence of Who I AM. The Soul within, who cried out at the imagined injustices of the world. This vessel that has been given the ability to bring forth new life. Only to break down each month in a torrent of pain and suffering. Yet, that very break also reassures that we are still able to bring forth that life.
I once saw this breaking of myself as only a curse to be dreaded. Now, now I see it as a blessing and the gift it truly is. A chance to see things differently. To accept everything as it is without expectations of anything happening. To be in each moment fully with joy. To fear nothing and accept everything as the gifts that they are. All are for my benefit. Another set of veils has been lifted. Thank you Holy Spirit.
Blessings on your journeys my brothers. Hugs and love. You are loved. I love you.