God
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Anchor
Lost myself and now anew What am I anchored to? It once was faith but that is gone What brings me back to myself now? It can’t be others because my relationship with them is like the changing weather at best It can’t be God because He or She is everywhere and a mystery to Continue reading
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Compassion is God
I used to feel you close almost as if you lived within me and spoke innately but then you became so foreign all the things I once knew questioned and I hardly chose this path though some condemn me as though I did Instead I was thrust into it and then choosing not to question Continue reading
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Reconstruction
I don’t hear your voice telling me I should. I don’t hear your voice at all. But I think I see you more in spirit around me than I did before. Like Mother Nature, always there, never gone, so I need not obsess over thoughts of her, but appreciate her as often as I can, Continue reading
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Losing my Religion
I once thought of You every second of every day A recipe of adoration fear and codependency somehow supporting me keeping me alive while also stifling my identity You consumed me once But now I hardly think of You except in fleeting moments Sometimes I wonder if You are the air I breathe or the Continue reading
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God in Me?
I still think of You when a door opens I wonder if You’re leading, aligning, working But when I pigeon hole You into giving me a specific path it’s easier to be disappointed or mad when that path doesn’t work I make You my scapegoat I blame You I throw away intuition, love, compassion, and Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 