Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

As the good pours down.

November 28, 2018

 

I have always feared that accepting the challenges, accepting the "bad" things life throws my way, means that I've welcomed them and will continue to welcome them--as if the universe, the powers that be, can't tell the difference. It's such an ingrained habit now that the cynical edge to my mind warns, 'don't get too happy; don't look on too many bright sides--you have no idea what's hiding under all that light.'

 

It's a sad way to live, and a fearful one. I remember chemistry. I remember like attracting like. Now just to remind my recalcitrant soul and fearful heart that to love what is good doesn't equate to embracing what isn't.

 

 

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