WHISPERS IN THE WIND
The silence gently caressed my mind
as butterflies flew in the field
The sound of everyday life was a distant memory
as I heard the voices
Not with my ears
But with my soul
Whispers in the wind
as the blue sky morphed
into pictures painted with clouds
And all that troubled me
like smoke rising in the air
The chords of life
connected with electric impulses
sent understanding deep
into the cells of my being
and all that I needed to know
was revealed in my mind
I am not a huge fan of my birthday. In fact for many years something bad would happen the day before my birthday. The more I expected it, the more the universe conspired to make it come true.
The older I get…and I can’t believe I am THIS OLD…the more I realize I want to celebrate my life. Partly because the alternative is, well…undesirable, and mostly because I LOVE MY LIFE!
When I look back on how it started I am amazed at how far I have come on this healing journey. There are ebbs and flows – times when I flashback and find myself locked in the well, and times when I am at complete peace in the moment and radiating perfect love.
On the continuum of healing I would say I am well past the middle (which is probably really good since I am well past middle age!) This also means that I am well past the middle in my journey towards self-love.
Join me today and witness me standing in my truth as I put myself out here on full display for all to see, and as I say HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME (and I mean it!)