One Glimpse
My mundane thoughts typically distract with future tales and past guilts then, the clouds drift by. then, the rain pours. air fills my lungs while a warehouse of words tumble […]
My mundane thoughts typically distract with future tales and past guilts then, the clouds drift by. then, the rain pours. air fills my lungs while a warehouse of words tumble […]
The Divine granted me a key and now, unlocking all these doors and windows, secret passageways and tunnels. Paradoxes no longer paradoxical. Sadness is now joy. Death is now life. […]
is my imperfection a piece of Your perfection? is my imperfection a blessed reminder that perfection is not found in my humanness? My humanness – the emptiness. You the Fullness. […]