It softens into gratitude for all the help that is being made available
It softens into listening
It softens into celebration of all met and all thought of without exception
It softens into acceptance of all the lessons
It softens into seeing all as I Am, not as we appear to be
It seems to happen in an ordinary life, between the library and Target
Allow our designated caseworker from the Light to melt all that we aren’t?
That hard edge that rises up in defense when the presence is felt?
It just melts
It’s okay, and it’s safe
We are held and helped always and in all ways ✨