May I never lose my hope
even if all else crumbles
May I never forget that my joy is something I cultivate
May I understand that if I am not the caretaker of my own happiness no one in this lifetime will assume this role

On some mornings I wake from a dream of you
and there is so much longing that my words cannot express it
my entire body feels tender like the skin that grows after a burn
pink, sensitive and vulnerable

During days like these the thought of you does more than tingle through me
it sits over me and for a few minutes I can move without acknowledging it

The bridge has been laid with marigolds
,the prayers and the candles
and mention of your name
calls you to this world

Todo ah sido preparando

Walk with me today, give me strength for this season I am in need of it more than the rest. Come whisper counsel and tell me what this world was to you

Dame aliento para continuar

I welcome you with all my heart; todo mi corazon se alegría de tú llegar

When the sun rises and a thought of you appears I neither angry nor do I plunge into sadness there is only longing knocking on my door.

What are you under the sunlight
when the day reveals you to the world

how do you smile in the early hours of the morning as you let the the whispers of grace guide you and the thoughts of gratitude fill you

who are you when you do not pretend
when you are at peace with who you are

It is good to lose sadness on a long walk and find serendipity attached to a piece of bread to find the divinity and the magic  of life that follows when we close our eyes and steer toward the direction that calls to you.

Elizabeth Fraser sings me angelic tunes through the speaker and I become a circling girl.