The heart swells with freedom when I offer thanks . The loved ones that give their patience and offer me their brokenness are acts of love and trust that expand our connectedness to life .
The heart swells with compassion when I offer thanks . When I see your grace in the eyes of a stranger whose suffering I yearn to relieve. Then I know that my spirit is forever altered by love.
The heart swells by the touch of the eternal line of forgiveness that requires not a thank you .
And yet I love you All .
How can I say that I don’t know you when I do . I know the joys of singing and hearing a melody. As I know how the heart aches and breaks and how it comes alive again and again . There is great freedom in giving Thanks .
When kindness is freed from it’s holding space , the mind opens up and the muscles relax . We may even become light enough to step into a dance . A dance of sensing possibilities. While the harshness fades clarity comes . It falls quietly away . O do we remember how to choose to BE ?
The constricted heart is in pain , you see . It really only wants to be set free . The anger planted there is a poison and it kills . There is no pretty way around it . It is what it does and there is no more to be seen and said . Forgive those that trespass against you .
Is that lesson still unlearned and not lived amongst us ? Dare it be so .