Faith is not a solid plane upon which we walk…
it is full of potholes and ditches of our own creation and those of reality…
But each day, as we find the beauty of creation
in a song,
a breeze,
the warm dirt,
the solace of prayer,
the solitude of meditation,
and the pain of each stumble,
Father-Mother God reaches down and picks us up
through the hands and words and experience of many.
As we learn to stop fighting, and release our fear
we find more strongholds to help navigate the darkness
of our own minds and souls;
and the strength to keep standing back up…
with or without support…
but mostly
With.

© 2015