Excerpt From The Wisdom Of Mortality
"I oscillate between the precipice and the center of my Being. A grand Geographic Canyon appears as I find myself atop a stone mountain in the desert.
Will I fall into the void? Will I be able to stay safe from the buffeting winds of my vulnerabilities?
I do not want to speak with anybody. The silence echoes across the smooth, jutting rock.
The woman in me hugs tight the little child that resides inside my adult body.
Accept that I feel sad. Allow me the part that hurts.
My heart grieves for humanity's lost souls; too idealistic for my own good in a world gone mad…
And I wonder why I am disappointed again and again?
Hope is a glimmer in the sky outside my grasp. I reach for the starlight, which is as small as a grain of sand.
All is perspective.
More than judgment, much compassion is needed if we are to get through this as a whole.
Change starts from within each of us.
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