Falling back
Coming up to the surface. This is what it is, the devastation of betrayals. Trying to deny us of our depths. Even those who say you will not be alright without this or that. How can they know, have they been there? Is not the message itself what steals? The endless quiet relentless messages of not being good enough. Of being taken from again and again and cast out as if nothing. Is that not what this is? The judging and reduction of until you have no idea there is more. Something so deep and beautiful just meant for you. This is it, the gift of being human, something soft and sweet. Fall back and into, it is yours.
This is so lovely. And close to overwhelming.
Over 6 years ago I was in the hospital, a couple of days after surgery, cold, lonely, in pain, and 3AM in a hospital room, sleep impossible. And then, while in the depth of my despair, this young nurse, well maybe not that young, early 30s, a black girl that travelled between hospitals, on call so to speak, Kim, just popped in. "I felt your pain" she said. She then administered a narcotic to my IV, and sat with me, rubbing my hands, brushing my hair, stroking my face, whispering to me till, wow, it's morning! She had "rocked" me to sleep.
I never saw this angel again, and my despair, was cured.
Thank you Elizabeth, for bringing this so clearly once again into focus.
I used to 'rush' to Substack to see what Sage, or Igor, or Matthew, or Peter, have come up with.
They can wait, I 'rush' here for you Elizabeth, or Lily, for "illumination," "refection," and "truthful love."
I love this!!!! So much!!! And pretty much everything u post!!!
Love and light from the moon!!!