God I hate it when I just fall in love
I fear I shall be so vulnerable
in a world gone mad
in a world where even the butterflies
need human love to survive
blossoming inside
this beauty I see in them
hiding within
I fear I shall be so vulnerable
in a world gone mad
in a world where even the butterflies
need human love to survive
blossoming inside
this beauty I see in them
hiding within
In this terrible crisis of the Deepwater oil gusher is the telling of a story of war against our very selves that is collapsing in upon itself. This story mirrors to us the many ways our lives, life styles and very identities are currently configured for self-destruction.
Mirrored to us as well is yet an older story: Life’s invitation to itself once again to experience a transformation of identity. This is the path of the upward spiral of resilience. And it is ours personally to claim as birthright—as we each hear the awakening within.
So say, “Yes!” to Life. Within this affirmation is the awakening power of our transformation.
Resiliency I’m weary of resiliency. I want the kind of heart that breaks The way a wafer cracks in two — Along a fault. Mine merely aches And bends, as…