Nine months ago, in my very first entry of this blog, I referenced a good friend who said, "...the tension of the “unknown element”, that is always part of the lure of an expedition." I began this expedition with the very specific purpose of exploring the "unknown element(s)" of my faith, life and love.
I have indeed been lured forward by more and more questions revealed along the way. My original expedition has yielded as many answers as questions...questions have emerged that are yet unanswered. Those questions are the catalyst for my next excursion. I am entering a new phase. I no longer must seek out the silver lining. Each silver lining seems, now, to introduce itself to me daily. The storms of the past have faded.
I have experienced a symbolic resurrection:
res·ur·rec·tion (rěz'ə-rěk'shən)
n.
The act of rising from the dead or returning to life.
The state of one who has returned to life.
The act of bringing back to practice, notice, or use; revival.
There are two other versions of the following poem in existence, written at the beginning of my journey...but for a long time they were static, unfinished...never quite making sense in sequence or in content. The first time I shared this poem with someone they suggested the repetition of the word "expedition". I loved the idea...small expeditions within your catalytic expedition. Recently, I shared it with an old friend who added thoughts of their own. The merging of thoughts...suddenly the journey made sense in my soul and in print. I was able to rearrange the expeditions sequentially and claim closure. Ah, the infinite power of words...Thank you my friend.
Expedition
misunderstanding, withholding
frustration
Expedition
questioning, examining
investigation
Expedition
wishing, seeking
supplication
Expedition
opening, feeling
liberation
Expedition
focusing, listening
contemplation
Expedition
shifting, changing
clarification
Expedition
learning, growing
dedication
Expedition
answering, adjusting
resolution
Expedition
sharpening, rejoicing
resurrection
Today's Silver Lining: There is new life, there is hope. I will rejoice in the resurrection of my authenticity. I am so grateful to all in my life who speak truth and fearlessly open their souls to let me in. God is good all the time.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The Magic is His
He is love.
She is secured
He is strength.
She is captivated
He is defender and protector.
She is cherished
He proclaims her beauty inside and out
Does he see her beauty is his?
She is spellbound
Does he know her beauty is his?
She is enraptured
His love is exquisite
His strength captivating
He is defender, protector and enchanter
His love, alone, creates the exquisite space
where the dreamlike magic of her heart thrives.
Does he see?
Does he know?
The magic is his.
Today' silver lining: A loving magician casts his spells very carefully.
She is secured
He is strength.
She is captivated
He is defender and protector.
She is cherished
He proclaims her beauty inside and out
Does he see her beauty is his?
She is spellbound
Does he know her beauty is his?
She is enraptured
His love is exquisite
His strength captivating
He is defender, protector and enchanter
His love, alone, creates the exquisite space
where the dreamlike magic of her heart thrives.
Does he see?
Does he know?
The magic is his.
Today' silver lining: A loving magician casts his spells very carefully.
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