I am once again sitting, this time with all my journals around me.
I have never done this before, i have never actually numbered them…
Until now…
There are 29 journals…. or books… with different covers, titles and themes….
And yet every single one speaks only of ONE….
ONE LIGHT
ONE TRUTH
ONE REALITY
ONE BREATH
ONE GOOD
ONE
GOD
ONE
LIGHT
Here are the journals…. I spread them out, lit a candle, did 2 rakats of doua (prayers) and asked that i would choose the right ones for that night to recite.
There is a thread….
And i feel the commonality….
simplicity….
Held to the
Light
The one thread that ties everything together is your LIGHT. It is the thread that goes through the eye of the needle which you then use to weave the tapestry of your magical poetry exuding LIGHT. How wonderful to share and partake in your journey of enlightenment.
NOw days after the reading, i sit in a kind of different place that is not so filled with light. I think it is good to remember that this dark part or not light part is also part of life. It may even be more reason to smile, to keep faith as you say at times…. there is always a ray of light somewhere….. thank you for being mine for now
gorda, your words are like salt to the food for me. you are so wise and peaceful. i love you so much, beautiful, beautiful words.
Dearest friend…. it is you and your kindness that allows me to share so freely all that is so close to my heart, thank you for receiving each word with kindness and respect and love. Your friend always…. Me