I have felt her coming for me for years. In that church in Oakland, California that time by the candles. In meditation group, when she surrounded me with roses and cracked open my heart.
Stunning.. from the first word to the last…
Ohhhh, Amy…. ❤️
I guess I missed this beautiful beckoning (and becoming!) the first time around. I am so deeply grateful that you shared it again.
Surrounded by Marys and Love indeed.
So much gratitude to you, dear Amy, for this. For you. For the reminder of who are are and aren't, and how good it feels to turn toward the light. And that it's always there for us. Many thanks and much love.
Love to feel the precense of you and Mary. 🙏🏻
I smiled so many times.... you know the places. This was a glorious piece. Just the right words for this morning..
Thank you Amy for your very peaceful insights. Amid the crazy it’s good to find peace and stay there. My peaceful place is in my quilting room. Sometimes I can’t bring myself to work on a piece and have to set it aside. That’s usually when I notice I haven’t cleared up the clutter, remnants, threads from earlier work and I’m squeezed into a too small space. So I tidy, tidy, tidy and then look at the peaceful space - and then I can start to sew again. Creative work makes mess of one kind or another. And mess from one creation doesn’t sit nicely with the new piece wanting to come forward. So I clean up the disturbance and then I can find the light. Bless you for your wisdom. Chris