Today was a time to search for the flutter. I let the ringing in my ear lead the way back to connection. The message isn’t always clear, but it’s the feeling that matters. It’s my way of catching a glimpse of perspective.
Today was a time to search the sky. I gazed at the clouds looking for that hint of wing-tipped salvation, but they sat peacefully in powered perfection. So I let the feeling, they passed on the breeze, wash across my chest to saturate; to rejuvenate the dimmed light fighting to hold on.
Today was a time to search for Angel’s whispers. I turned to the water, watching it roll down a concrete river. It carried the last remnants of darkness that was clouding my vision down swiftly moving currents. I released a sigh, allowing the emotional rollercoaster I’ve been on the last few days to slow to a halt.
Today was a time to be thankful for a solid hold on the path before me. Even when the ground is rocky and the weeds pull, my feet stay firm. I know my purpose in life, the places that bring enlightenment, and how to keep my eye on perspective. I used that perspective today to reconnect to the love and hope that has blessed my life; and to marvel at the hearts ability to grow.
Today…was good day to let life find its way back into my heart.