Treading on Christmas
Thoughts on faith reconstructed, being alcohol-free, dealing with disability,and living transparently (and somehow keeping a sense of humor)
Thoughts on faith reconstructed, being alcohol-free, dealing with disability,and living transparently (and somehow keeping a sense of humor)
Musings of a Gypsy Soul 
I have found you, never to go looking again. Here within the depths of my soul, and yet, not so very deep. You are here. You are there. You are all in all. We are together, everywhere. There is nowhere I am and you are not. Every face I look at, there you are shining through. In the dried autumn leaves falling to the ground, as I crumble one in my hand, there you are. As I take in a deep breath of fresh air, I feel you fill my lungs. There is no place you are not. You have been here, everywhere, the whole time, waiting so patiently for me to notice. Then one day, I just knew, I just knew. You envelop me. You are everywhere and everything. We are one.
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That is beautiful, Sharon. Thank you so much for sharing it.
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What a beautiful, beautiful entry. You never cease to amaze me! It is so thought-provoking and right on point! Merry Christmas to you.
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thank you, thank you, thank you. I am so glad You enjoyed the piece, and I am so grateful for our friendship.
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