I take myself to a place where everything I remember is enfolded in soft cloth and petals of fondness, a place where no harshness of word or deed has scratched at the bone of me, nor demanded of me something I need not give. I dwell in a place where even pain has a place within the fold. There is no other way but to flow with the river of all sorrow and all joy, letting even hard memories soften themselves in the cotton embrace of compassion and humility. (read more)
Beautiful! Our heart and gratitude becomes our home and a sanctuary. Your thoughts spoke to my spirit.
Love and much appreciation for your radiant writing, Kay
I so appreciate your resonance, Kay, with creating sanctuary, and I am honored by your heartfull attention to what I have offered here. Thank you!
Lovely…..and isn’t it territory well -won!
Thank you for your true understanding! Yes.