Desolation...

The heart beats, pushing oxygenated blood through veins and depleted returns it once again to be filled with life giving o2...how then my friends? How then can an organ with such life-giving capabilities and scientific properties house chamber after chamber of thought and feeling?

One chamber housing regret and sorrow, another love, joy and hope for the future...for every moment, every emotion we feel in a given day, our heart welcomes them in to store for future reference. Oh you may say that this is a job for our brains, stacking and storing each memory in turn as it happens, however, this is where the heart steps alongside and provides meaning and emotion to each memory. Not one is recorded without the help of that mysterious chamber pumping within our chests.

Today I thought of desolation standing side by side with hope, sorrow competing for space with joy and happiness. We have been fashioned so complexly scientists still have no idea how they work regarding memory, to functionality after trauma, to the effects these slide shots and snapshots have upon our psyche.

Magic...supernatural...spiritual...take your pick.

How else does one explain how sorrow can sit quietly upon our hearts until a memory, a face, a smell, a song, prompt tears? We feel, and feel deeply, triumphs and failures alike.

Dear treasures, this is what it means to wait for the morning...wait just ten minutes, an hour, a day and the sorrow will decrease until peace once more floods the soul.

I have felt such desolation I no longer wanted to be on this planet; and then the morning came and with it, new hope, renewed dreams and a knowledge of love and acceptance I have rarely known in this life.

There IS a light at the end of the tunnel calling your name, beseeching your renewed spirit as well as your sorrowful soul; to continue the fight just to make it through each day and make it to the mountain top where life and light await.

Don't give up my friends, there is much to see and do...

Keep that head held high, there is much to experience and enjoy...

Outside of that relationship that has placed, kicked, stomped you into the pit where hope dies a terrible death....I have heard it said that we cannot expect to find healing within an abusive relationship, and after experiencing it I will tell you this is a hard and fast truth.

You will fight to keep head above water, finally breathing free and clear air, only to be pulled under once again. It is a war that can never be won when sitting at table, sharing a bed with a monster.

My prayer for you today is that you will find your way free...free of rage, free of silence, free of all the games they play to keep you guessing, confused, off-kilter and off-step, never sure where the day will go. If you know of what I speak....then you dear friend are in it, and need to find your way free to a life filled with love, with forgiveness, with grace, with compassion.

May God richly bless your walk, your run, your flight out and away, with courage and strength, and most of, a clear mind.