Yet, this heart in winter seems so befitting...for this moment
So fitting for the title...
This will be a short post for I am on the train to Oslo, Norway...
To catch a plane back to Callifornia tomorrow...
It has been so long since I have written...an abundant of reasons as to why...
For now, I will share what I am feeling now...
I am not feeling so great, but I felt compelled to write, to share...
My body feels in chains to medications for epilepsy...
My heart feels broken for the world...
My soul is tormented by so many losses...
But still there remains life...
I have had a wonderful experience traveling to Europe...
So many grand people I have met...so many grand places I have seen...
I also learned the greatest gift of learning how to be with me...with my pains and with my joys...
In this lies that "where there is life, there is hope..."
Hope for a beautiful and peaceful world for all...
Hope for spring to enter everyone's souls...
Hope for greater health so that my hands can create much good...my brain as well
Hope is a serious word and one to be taken with the gentles of care...not to be used as a catch phrase to hang upon a wall...
Hope is a word to carry deep inside in the darkest of moments to keep LIFE alive...
I thank you with
