To Those Who Know

To all who dare to care. To those who graciously give, hearts and hands open and wiling. May you know the way your energetic caress soothes the soreness.

To all those who dare to peer within, as if something were missing, inadequate, imperfect, striving to be better, do more, prove strength. Surrender you must, into the knowing of your wholeness, completeness, your existence a divine work of art.

To all those who trekked a rigorous path igniting courage, unadulterated expression of truth, and unshakeable faith. We need you, we love you, we thank you.

A vision of the future grows out of the dark depths, the mud of our being. Weathered by doubt, uncertainty, ridicule and judgment, cleansed with kindness, compassion, and God’s unshakeable grace, you rise up from chaotic, scattered memories, soul-centered, resilient, remembering. Carrying the pen, collecting the paper, and safekeeping all the memories of both pain and pleasure, you harness the stars, sun, and moon on your journey home to the rewarding reclamation of your yes, your why, your now.

Explain not. Act you will. Dancing, singing, playing, weeping, screaming the song of your soul.

Unshackled and boundless, you remind us that we are the chosen one, too. That I am what you are, the manifestation of cosmic love, the soul sorcerer, the interconnectedness that is all.