Sacred Presence

Mystical Journey

I had a rare day while being in a state of complete presence. I am here but I am not. I have lifted myself through something odd and divinely lovely several times while staring at the rain fall, sitting by a friend, talking about things of the past and realizing the rawness of life.There has been frailty. There has been huge awareness.

We move through cycles of what was and what is. And, somewhere in between lies the illusion that these things make us whole and become our stories. Your story might be raw and full of pain, or it might consist of happiness and delightful moments. You have been embraced by love and lovers (past and present), but in the end it is this very second that glues us together. You have lost a loved one to death or just the ending of a relationship and it hurts like…

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Author: dreamweaver333

I love to listen to the whispering of spirit.