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Tiny Little Miracles...

They add up...they equal, on the whole, large scale miracles set to bring joy, relief from anxiety and worry, buckets of love and faith bouncing through the heart and mind.

I have been witness to so many lately that I shake my head in wonder and why I ever allow doubt to creep in that I am truly loved by a God who has watched over me since I was in diapers. Trouble with a capital T if the brothers are to be taken seriously...different from them and everyone around me...the ginger child with vampiric skin and random freckles to add colour...they never let me forget, bless their older sibling hearts.

These past weeks of January have been an intense ride...a rollercoaster of emotion; grief, anger, frustration. The kind of frustration you grind your back teeth together over...teaching moments...discussions over safety protocols, the absence of such, the premeditated understanding that safety is an issue but ignored in favour of money and politics.

The knowledge that everything you've experienced over the past four years specifically, along with a smidgeon of previous years experience, has prepared the groundwork for affecting change within an organization determined to bury their collective heads in the sand.

Oh it tires, it exhausts, but oh the ground covered and conquered with a smile of perseverance and persistence, with intense listening and speaking to each point directly and with forthrightness. Years of observing, perceiving, judging moods and salacious words...priceless skills never thought to need, nor dredge to the surface within a community of likeminded women and men set on providing safe places for mental health patients.

Today I sit in awe at the hand of God working in the midst of chaos once again. Controlled chaos but chaos all the same. Think Chickens without heads running round a yard, seeking to hide, to sweep away the disturbance, the knowledge and culpability of their blind eyes and dear ears to the cries of those who give care.

Not today satan...today we stand, we speak...tomorrow we stand, we speak; for us, yes, but more importantly for those who cannot speak for themselves.

Today, again, we leave the monster behind to focus on that which lays ahead on the path, on this journey of life, love and adventure. The sky is the limit dear treasures, we have only to dream it, believe in it, hope in it, to see it come to pass in our lifetime.

We are worthy of all that is good and lovely, are we not my friends? And so we former birds of captivity fly free...

...we fly free to love without impunity...

...we fly free to live in peace and love...

...we fly free from chaos and calamity...

...we fly free and safe above the dark clouds that threaten our peace, we observe and view all that lays beneath with only the wind to navigate in and rest upon...no longer harmed by the words or actions of the monsters who knock at your door, upon your window or through the World Wide Web of deceit and game players.

Free....free to love without fear...free to live without terror and torment....

Dear hearts...this IS the life we look for in the partner who will never provide, nor dream of providing...we are barking up the wrong tree, but look round about you to see there are trees as far as the eye can see...healthy trees without disease and deceit leaching colour from the bark, from the green goodness...

And so today I make my way to work, to giving love and light and laughter to the gentlemen living in that home now safe from strife and fear. And I give thanks, I live in gratitude for the changes made despite the circumstances surrounding the ordeal...the events brought about change and no matter the events themselves, it is good, it is well with my soul.

Bless your hearts today with love, with grace, with wings to fly, to soar above all that life has to throw your way. May you fly free dear lost ones...may God guide you, lead you free and safe. Fear not for He is with you, always. Never Alone...

Walk tall...stand with pride of worth and speak your truth, speak your peace with grace, dignity, understanding and most of all, with a spine of steel, with a heart of determination and perseverance. Walk dear hearts and see how good it is, this life we're given.

 
 
 

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