Keep Looking
peering into black abyss, I see,
though thickly veiled by the weight of my grief,
subtle specks of brilliance—
Creator-Spirit’s scattered cinders of
ancient beginnings not forgotten.
peering into black abyss, I see,
though thickly veiled by the weight of my grief,
subtle specks of brilliance—
Creator-Spirit’s scattered cinders of
ancient beginnings not forgotten.
I’m honored you’re here and hopeful you’ll find something that encourages you!
on telling the whole truth of our stories For those of us who are awake and aware of our stories—those we’ve been born into and