I hear his voice like he just whispered in my ear. He said my name. His breathing was heavy. I closed my eyes and pulled him close. He vanished from my arms like vapor. A chilling silence took its place.

He found his way into my bed. His impression is still on the sheets. I can see where the pillow caressed his head. His finger prints are on the head board. I gave him all of me to receive his love. He gave me love to receive all of me.

I reached out to him , so close I could almost feel the warmth from his body. He turned and walked away. Leaving my fingertips in sorrow.

The Plunge

Receive and Release

All good things that come to you receive them with love.
All good things that are taken from you release them with compassion.


~ I wrote this post not knowing how soon I would have to apply it. And not knowing that the compassion was for myself not for what was lost. What was lost will just keep traveling on. As for me...I am the little girl left standing in the middle of the road with compassion her only healing source. Even so, it will not come easy. It never does.

I was drowning and you put rocks in my pockets.

She was thrown face down in the dirt.
She collapsed into surrender.
She never turned her face toward the sun again.

The End.

"Live and Let Live" ~ Some times these true and solid statements become so common that they
lose there strength. I feel they are needed now more than ever. So many people are harshly throwing out opinions on how others should live their lives. They judge everyone's decisions as if they are all wise and knowing. Live your life and allow others to live theirs. Set yourself and everyone else free.

Everything is but a tiny flower nestled beneath the clover.

Sometimes its like reading a book with a sad ending over and over.....expecting the ending to change.