it simply is…
days off can feel like your drowning
no where to go
no one to go there with
no touch to keep you steady
no laughter to stable the grim humidity
little tomatoes hang desperately to the vine
splitting open on occasion
it is just fine to be in that place
tho not ever so much fun to be there
keep picking yourself back up
keep spilling yourself out
whatever you have to give is enough
whatever you take is sufficient for the moment
offer what you have to this day
doubt, tears, fears and all in
I’ve cried a river or two
over you and your choices
gone Miles out of my way for minute of your time
tossed and turned nights unnumbered
it’s a long and winding broken road
to peace and understanding
When words are uncertain
and sentiment unclear,
I love black and white.
Because the colour,
is always willing—
unbound by age
as timeless sings
in the deepest
Susan Frybort Brown
Wait in the space where I am. Wait in expectation, listening with your mind clear, alert, open to all possibilities. Wait on Me.
My voice is in you. You hear the whisper of Me in the light, when fear is surrendered and I am your strength.
You hear Me in stillness—but stillness amidst clamor, too. But I quiet clamor within you. I still the storm and whisper, “I am here, my love. Keep your eyes on Me.”
Take that deep breath now. Slowly now.
Slow your pace, for just a moment. Stay in the stillness—retreat to quiet, where my voice is what you seek. Become conditioned to it, accustomed to moments of silence and openness and listening.
I create space within you, my darling.
You feel stretched and overwhelmed and tired and unsure, and I show you the wide open space within you, the place where I am. It is a place of comfort, of safety, of quiet, of companionship.
When you feel alone, head into that open space within you, with Me, and you will hear my voice within you, stirring you, whispering wisdom and love—guiding you deeper Home.
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