HOLY TUESDAY....
~ Survival is nothing more than recovery. ~
What a day!
Pulling, Tugging, Bouncing,
Negative Energy from others around me,
swirling and motioning for me to go ahead and give into the pull,
the tugs tear at my shield,
I think to myself....
what did I ever do
to deserve finding myself
sitting here in the midst of the dark side....
I didn't think evil existed....
always saw the goodness in others
but after sitting in my cave waiting for the
sharp fangs of the Ursala to sink into my body
as she paces and pants and stares at me, suddenly
I think I recognize it---evil i recognize it-- now--
I find that my world has shifted,
I must focus so I'm protected,
I can't give into that force from the dark side,
I see others pulled,
it bothers me,
they have taken my heart,
pulled it out and tried to chop it up,
pinched tiny pinholes in my skin,
seared my nerve endings
pain swirls around me,
I want to weep,
i wait and i watch
for a sign
that I will survive....
It's Tuesday and I know morning has always come before....I have to wonder
if a fragment of me will remain by the time it gets here.
I look to the Light,
it's brightness startles me...
awe evoking rays wrap the remnants of my heart and draws it tightly into a
protective cocoon.
I feel myself breathe,
Divine Power Protects Me.....for I realize I continue to be afraid even though I know rationally there is nothing to fear,
Divine Presence Surrounds Me....they may tear me up, pull me apart, but I am not alone...
Divine Love.....Ah...Love so rich, so sweet, no words can articulate it....
Love Enfolds me...I breathe it in..
I surrender to that which is Greater,
look to the Son,
beckon the Universe
and realize,
It's just another Holy Tuesday....
A sacred Day...
and
tomorrow
I will rise again,
recognize the light,
wrap myself in its rays,
and
head back
out into the world
to
once again
protect myself
from Ursala and those giant seahag teeth---
I hear through the grapevine of the under-the-sea connection incorporated
that
she's afraid of the Light...really afraid of it...
so I'm keeping mine on and all charged up
through Holy Tuesday
next week....for Easter is coming.....
feel a resurrection on the horizon.
as she paces and pants and stares at me, suddenly
I think I recognize it---evil i recognize it-- now--
I find that my world has shifted,
I must focus so I'm protected,
I can't give into that force from the dark side,
I see others pulled,
it bothers me,
they have taken my heart,
pulled it out and tried to chop it up,
pinched tiny pinholes in my skin,
seared my nerve endings
pain swirls around me,
I want to weep,
i wait and i watch
for a sign
that I will survive....
It's Tuesday and I know morning has always come before....I have to wonder
if a fragment of me will remain by the time it gets here.
I look to the Light,
it's brightness startles me...
awe evoking rays wrap the remnants of my heart and draws it tightly into a
protective cocoon.
I feel myself breathe,
Divine Power Protects Me.....for I realize I continue to be afraid even though I know rationally there is nothing to fear,
Divine Presence Surrounds Me....they may tear me up, pull me apart, but I am not alone...
Divine Love.....Ah...Love so rich, so sweet, no words can articulate it....
Love Enfolds me...I breathe it in..
I surrender to that which is Greater,
look to the Son,
beckon the Universe
and realize,
It's just another Holy Tuesday....
A sacred Day...
and
tomorrow
I will rise again,
recognize the light,
wrap myself in its rays,
and
head back
out into the world
to
once again
protect myself
from Ursala and those giant seahag teeth---
I hear through the grapevine of the under-the-sea connection incorporated
that
she's afraid of the Light...really afraid of it...
so I'm keeping mine on and all charged up
through Holy Tuesday
next week....for Easter is coming.....
feel a resurrection on the horizon.
Labels: fear, light, survival, ursala sea hag
posted by pleemiller @ 10:14 PM
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2 Comments:
Have you ever drawn Ursala?
only a director would dare to ask that question....sounds like a good idea to me...what happens if she eats me?
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