My Spirituality is everything. It saved my life, it kept me alive, it urges me to follow my dreams which houses my most true identity…The That of why I am here; here in this life, in this space, at this time, to share so’s that those down by the river in need of spiritual awakening aren’t left thirsting, forgetting themselves: forgetting their Am of I…

I am coming out, More and More, rooted in my truth….

I am Daring Greatly, and only those who Dares similarly I am open to, to your opinions….though people who Dare Greatly don’t have them…don’t need them, as they, like me, are living their true identity dream and dare not lose precious time in all that, that in the greater scheme of things, matters not….

The poem below I wrote some years back. As I was writing the above it came to mind, so I changed the original course of my Intention in writing this blog piece and share that poem here instead…

Why

I had a dream last night

that I died and The Lord

asked me, why?

Why when I was alive I

wasn’t myself?

And all the excuses that had once

served me well, now didn’t mean a thing,

because in Truth? I never dared

go out on That limb,

To the place the Lord later shared, held

her most precious fruits-

a place where I never could lose.

I cried that night, deep, bitter tears of regret,

then tears of Joy when I arose, and realised

there was still time, yet.

And never again did I forget

to re-member myself-and respond

 to The Call to Share and Express,

those God, Given, Talents.

November 2004

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Peace & Love,

Light..