The moon is waning.
One bright star
Pierces dusky black of midnight sky.
I lay beneath the dome of space
And give my heart permission
To simply breathe
Deep in the embrace of letting go
Things that do not serve me any longer.
To hold secure a space for change
To hug with warmth the fullness of my life
And know that in the sweet release
I will create a space
For newer thoughts to rise.
I ask for purpose and for clarity.
I know that they will come
Flow free in spaces that I clear
When I take time to breathe
And lay in silent muse.
Sometimes the message comes to me
Not in the stillness carved for contemplation.
But in the After.
When time and Presence whispers Now.
And like a Gentle brush of feather
I remember once again
That stillness is not wasted.
For it creates and clears a room for wonder.
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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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