Sometimes falling is flying. What felt like plummeting in blind and violent decent was in truth the rush of wind that caused me to spread wings ... taught to fly whilst in freefall and instead of hitting bottom it seems I'm learning to soar ... That sweet voice whispered words "jump and I'll catch you … Continue reading Fledging
A ' for sale ' sign is all it took and now we are in freefall over the edge.Doors close on our life as we sign it over and go insearch of a new home to make our own .Half a life. Half a legacy. Half is what we have to start again .Half is … Continue reading Deep water .
Patience is not a thing that comes easily to me.It's a hard-learned quality that I still struggle to grasp firmly...I hate delay..hate the pause...the uncertainty that the wait entails. But nevertheless, here we are again. We've lived pause and isolation before. Oh, more times then I can be bothered to count. When our sunchild became … Continue reading Waiting.
It is possible to live at the bottom..exist at basement level...waste a life holding onto fakery..projecting to the world what isn't.Fear and her lover Pride seek to keep us beaten down and stuck. Twisted ,contorted ,deformed and devoured by the lies they spin and we are burnt away to ashes in the inferno they create. They … Continue reading Ashes
If I had it all to do over again.. I'd write a different story. The plot twists would remain the same I guess, I had no control over them anyway, but I think perhaps Id handle it all differently. Hindsight is 20/20 or so they say and if I only knew then what I know … Continue reading Hindsight
Impossibly flawed and oh so broken...still she walks as queen. Head held higher defying the ache inside. Youd never know the depths of sorrows overcome. She is victorious . Her integrity is made complete by humilities seasoning.She is beauty and brokeness all at once.A masterpiece in the making.Dust refined into being by the artists hands. … Continue reading She is….(for B ❤)
Grace….how heavy life would be, how hopeless if not for grace. Grace brings rebirth. Renewing.. Grace means it's not what you bring to the table…. but who you are. Grace says it's not all up to you. Grace turns vulnerability into strength unparalleled. It's not the measure of your worth by your accomplishments but the … Continue reading Grace upon grace
Raging fires and devastating drought have overwhelmed this part of the world that we call home and it really has felt like life imploded over the last twelve months. Like the internal and external environments around us have reflected and refracted the same theme and there's been little reprieve from the onslaught.. Impossible diagnosis had … Continue reading Precipitation .
Life's full of contrast.This last season was pain unparalleled and provision unequalled all at once .Identity shifted, thwarted,stolen perhaps...yet blessed, loved and seen better then before.By ones I never expected to be there . Now days I'm introduced as the "single mum".. Ahh.. never wanted that title. It's not that I can't do it.I know … Continue reading Contrast
It seems with all that has been lost of late some years have fallen away too. Heavy taxing years that brought weight to these shoulders and creases to this brow vanish into thin air. Age it seems is running in reverse as the clock ticks backwards and lost hopes are revived from the ashes of … Continue reading Prism