Friday, July 10, 2009

My dearest God,

I opened the door. The first thing staring back at me was forgiveness. Forgiveness is the entryway to healing. A heart that is full of sorrow has no room for joy. A heart filled with bitterness will only allow bitterness to breed its ugly horror. Why bother to pray for a change if we don't allow what is eating at us to dissipate and die?

I decided today would be the first day of my new life. Day One. I would allow the positive to take place of the negative. I would make a shift in perspective seeing more than what I have allowed myself to see up to this time. I would no longer engage in instant replays of the past that continue to keep despair alive. I would begin the process of allowing sorrow to end, making space for joy.

Transition
always begins
with an ending,
a God-awful ending
that hurts
so much.
The pull
of possibility
for the future
is the work
of your hand.
The tug
is your spirit
crying out
for trust.
We are
not designed
to live
in death forever.
My daughter
has been holding
a vision
of hope
for me.
I asked her
to hold it
because I
could not.
In holding on
to it,
I have found
my way
back to it.
Today another friend
told me
she wanted
to hold
that vision
for me too.
Two women,
a daughter
and a friend
are holding
the vision
of hope
for me.
I will
live into it.

Loving you, Andrea