Planned Change Is Divine

There is a place for me in the grand hall of flowers where the temple lies, and the butterflies fly. That time is awaiting me, and I know that when I am ready, the divine will restore me to the balance of renewal. Change is always happening whether I acknowledge it or not. Sometimes, these gradual shifts are hard to see, and I get frustrated that I feel stuck in the negative pattern. I want things to move quickly, but most of the time, these deeply ingrained patterns are slow to move and feel deceiving. This is where I require more work and patience for these wounds that need some healing balm because they are not being supported properly. I don’t know what areas I need to help in because I cannot see them on my own. The shadows are hiding me from the truth so I ask for help from others to help me see it through. These people are a great mirror and I think I can finally trust what other people have to say without getting defensive. When I let my guard down and believe in my community again, a great bliss washes over me, and the change becomes tangible, and the shell around the heart breaks open a bit more. I am tired of being afraid to get hurt. I am ready to be crushed again by another wave of love to sweep me away in the ocean of ecstasy. If I am not open to being hurt, I am not open to being loved. The way of the heart is a two-way street and there is no way around to shortcut this pain and pleasure. There is no night without day and there is no love without hate. What sets me straight is that you are with me to help light my way when all I can feel is sadness and darkness. Too much, and I crack open with vulnerability, and it forces me to see what is needed from the unity of my recovery fellowship.

©Art Gaia Frazee 9/7/2024 10:00 PM