Hope Eternal...

"But as for me, I will always have hope;

I will praise you more and more.

My mouth will tell of your righteousness,

of your salvation all day long,

though I know not its measure." Psalm 71:14-15

I sit with hope eternal...I mold, sift, reshape until hope fits within every inch of my being...

I move through morning routines and breathe in hope and release anxiety...

I sing as music fills the room and understand love and compassion resides with hope...

I sing praise to a Creator who has become closer than a favoured friend, who lives within a heart steadily healing, internally repairing with each successive day of joy and peace...

Oh, tis true not everyday is so filled with positive thoughts, not every moment a poster child for heroic measures of that which fills rather than depletes...likes waves upon the ocean, the ebb and flow of memories, flashbacks, regrets, remorse, drowning sorrows and loneliness fill the spaces until one might suffocate on them...

Here...it is here I turn to one who has never left me, nor forsook me...never to abandon or neglect...here is where I cry out for relief from the crushing weight of constant pain, from actions of the abuser meant to harm, to hurt, to knock off balance...

Each day away, each moment spent with love, with compassion mitigates the effect...time dulls the poison until you awake to find arrows of hate bouncing harmlessly off to fall to dust upon the ground. Truly...time and distance, like high-powered binoculars, provides clarity and transparency to the monster left behind and his oh-so-personal hijinks.

I write this morning, as every morning, in the hopes of effecting change, in pointing the way to coherence and clearness in muddy waters...dispelling confusion, winds of purity of thought to clear away the cobwebs holding those lost in the wilderness captive.

There is a way out...may God bring a sharpness of thought, a circle of comprehensibility so clear it will stand out in the midst of grief, of shame, of evil deeds perpetrated upon your person and psyche.

May God bless you with a surfeit of hope in the face of hopeless circumstances...

May your days be filled with encouragement from above and your nights with a whispering of your worth, Queens each one...

Loved...necessary...worthy...