Exposure...

When one delves into exposure, dives into relating life's true events and catastrophic pain and the resulting grief stricken soul, sh*t happens...sh*t hits the fan so to speak.

All the old feelings rise at being watched, spoken of in not so kind ways, judged on every little thing and subsequently dropped for weeks, months, years...neglected, abandoned and tremendously misunderstood...

I turn once again to the Creator...to a God who comforts, who leads and guides...

'As for me this is my covenant with you, says the Lord..."My spirit, who is on you, and my words that I have put in your mouth will not depart from your mouth, nor the mouths of your children or from mouths of their descendants from this time on and forever," says the Lord.' Isaiah 59:21

I remind myself of kindness, of grace, of mercy even in the midst of the storm...no matter the rejection I will speak truth with kindness and understanding.

I stand corrected in all things regarding the words I use...no matter the truths spoke when in certain company, no matter the grief that lives within, I will guard my heart, my tongue and the fingers typing out a song on the keyboard...

I remove myself from the game of dropping, blocking, ignoring, by way of love, by way of choice in where I spend my time and allow them their space, their choices in this thing we call life.

I am loved...I am accepted...cherished even...there I spread my wings to fly in freedom, incased in a bad ass bubble of grace, of loving kindness and mercy.

And I wait for God's miracles to touch down in the lives and hearts of those who find reason to stay removed. From afar I pray...I send love and comfort...I speak of grace and mercy within their hearts, to grow as they will.

Today I sit in perfect solitude and am content.