My Heart Speaks Here

One Realization, One Memory, One Story at a Time

heidibeth

heidibeth
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April 02
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I'll tell you about my journey while I'm telling myself, rereading and saying aha! yes! and that is what it was like! Words have magic feet. I like to see them dance. The rest is to be kept quiet because it is sacred. How I watch people and love them never wondering if we'll agree. I love them because they are. I believe in words but they aren't everything. I'll take harsh speech and good deeds over eloquence and little helpful action in the world. There's shades of gray through everything which is one of many reasons I pray, "Thy Will not mine be done," trying not to cross my fingers but keep my eyes and heart open.

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Salon.com
AUGUST 25, 2012 4:48PM

alone and listening perhaps

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Where are the words,
the ones I can often reach out
and pull close enough to inhale
and breathe out of my finger tips?

Answer

At a place in being,
from which my heart gives up her truth,
a way away from the dizziness of dailiness,
a place that is dailiness beneath the cloak
of what appears to be mundane,

until I have occasion to look back
and perceive the intricate designs
a Master Hand has fashioned through my life.

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Intricate designs indeed. Lots of folks miss that. /R
A work in progress.... excellent.
Thinking of you as you share these words.
I've often felt the "Master Hand" in my life, after the fact. This path we each walk feeling alone but yet not.
We People Wo Retain Our Born Birthright?

It's a ancient/modern notion ` Our Humanity.
We are only to be humans who are `Woven.
Human Bodies are miraculously `Connected.
`
We Inter Are
One of Another
Miraculous Form
Mystery Guides
Amazing Post
None Pure
No Perfect
I go Wow
Thanks
`
Great wisdom and wordplay here.