Beneath the shouting, quieter and more steady, listen for my voice. Be still, and listen. You are doing a difficult thing. And I am with you. I have gathered up your life, your triumphs and failures, your powers and your weaknesses, and I hold it all in grace. You have died, and your life is hidden in me now. I bear your grief, the river of it flows through me, and I am the spring it comes from. When you are alone I am the body that weaves you with everyone. When you are discouraged I bind your hope to you. When you are weary I am your strength and breath, the life that carries you. When the road is rough and long I go onward, and bear you in my love and wisdom. Keep your mind on this. Forget the little things. Remember my presence. Forget whatever you can cling to. Remember I hold you. Never mind the demons and discouragements. You are in me and it is I who walk through this world with you hidden deep within me.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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