A Small Whisper from a Distant Past....

"I try to believe that God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know, the story of your life. Otherwise your heart would crack wider than you could handle. God only cracks it enough so you can still walk, like someone wearing a cast. But you've still got a crack running up your side, big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. Everybody thinks you're one whole piece, and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they would if they could see that crack." — Rebecca Wells (Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood)

Frozen crystals began to melt,

warmth began to rush over my icy body bringing back

a long lost friend from years ago.

She had tried before but

I pushed her away,

kept her hidden and silenced

for

years upon years

and

she--the tiny truth telling voice of mine--stayed there

buried beneath all the pain,

voiceless

waiting

for

just the right

invitation

to

tell details of story from

long ago.

I fought her.

I talked over her.

I fed her to keep her quiet.

But oh...

once the melt began,

the truth she told me about myself.

I listened as she spoke,

traveled back into what seemed like ancient past

and

saw a piece of myself that

left me a long time ago.

Remembering....

the struggle it brings,

but

as soon as the melt started

the rush of water came

and

like a long lost best friend,

she climbed into my lap even though I wasn't really excited about seeing her,

and

started right where we stopped...

years and years ago....

and

oh the secrets she told....

I'm so glad

she

came to visit...

 so glad she is finally home..

tiny little truth teller of mine

tiny little piece of myself.

Wednesday Morning Hugs to all of you~~~~

{hugs}