Hold space.
Let the deep stillness
Of December frozen over.
Move you to realms where
streams of clear
Still find their way
Beneath the stark reflection
Of reality.
The ice that spreads it’s face
Mirrors what is above it.
But light reflects from greater heights.
Shadows are mere mirages of
What surrounds you.
There is no shame in that.
For life flows true
Beneath the surface.
Do not forget that who you are
Is waiting for the spring time.
The stirring and the breakup
With the cold.
And always, truth emerges from your core
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Published by Anita Hochstetler
I'm a country girl at heart who loves coffee shops and bookstores, simplicity and the great Big Wonderful World...particularly Northwestern Montana and it's familiar spots and untamed beauty. It is where I fell in love with my husband Stephen. We brought three children into this world in the following years.
Stephen is quiet and steady and crazy all in one handsome combo. He’s got an amazing brain and keeps my flights of fancy from blowing us away.
Kierra , our Wildflower child, was diagnosed with NCS before she was a year old. It is an extremely rare genetic disorder with no cure. She passed away in January of 2014 at 3 1/2 years old.
Kobe joined us 15 months after his sister and is our sensitive, math whiz child. He is kindhearted and loves the finer things of life. He talks about Kierra often and longs to play with her again.
Kyrell is our youngest. Our Hope child. He charges through life with a dynamic spirit and lots of smiles.
I share my heart here on these pages and pray they will bless souls far and near.
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