....Or Being Round in a Flat World.
The Trojan Horse of Sorrow comes into all of our lives....at one time or another. He packs his grayness, his weft and warp of darkness for us all. He invades our spaces, licks up our joy and spits it out. He renders us round in a flat world. Round in a flat world we are helpless to take our direction. We have no rudder. A tiny breeze of discontentment blows and we are off and rolling in a place we neither choose nor recognize. As we roll, we gather dust. We get stuck in corners. We slow down and are debilitated by our inaction and inability to choose.
We pray that someone will lean down and pick us up. Someone will pull us up to safety, to comfort and to that place we always long for..JOY. The place where we feel loved, we have choices and the place where we can say,"GO" to the Trojan Horse Of Sorrow, and to where we are no longer round in a flat world.
I know that it takes more than words to help a friend. I know that words can be powerful.
If you have a friend who needs some words (we all need them) send them.
Send them through email, send them through the written word, send them on the wing, a prayer, a hope, on the wind and through whomever you pray for and love.
(this is for a special person in California..I will never meet her, but her support for me has been wonderful)
Best
