i don’t have all of the answers, and my faith may not be the strongest, but i know this: i love passionately, and i hurt passionately. emotions run deep in me like rivers like breath like rivulets of blood. and when the challenges come, and the monster threatens to swallow me up, my toes curl around the edge of the cliff, but my eyes are to the skies; i spread my wings, and i leap, open-hearted, into that great big void. not just once. not twice. but a thousand times. and a thousand times more if that’s the arc of this life. i may hesitate, and i may cry, i may fear, but i jump, willingly, ready, fully committed, every time.
that’s what skydancers do.
Learning to Trust.
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I want this in a poster on my wall, to read every night. You will forever be a wonderful and beautiful sky dancer.
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Angel, you make my heart sing. Thank you for the comment and the affirmation that you give my soul! I think we can arrange to make you a poster. That is totally within the realm of what's doable.
Love you so much. *MUAH*
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I love the last line. The italics do well to emphasize it.
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Thanks! This just spilled out of my fingers last night, after a good cry and a lot of reflection about the journey of the past few years. The last line is my favorite part too.
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