Anne Lamott suspects that the best prayers are, "Help me, help me, help me" and "Thank you, thank you, thank you." I feel as of late that I deeply concur with her findings. Often, there is nothing but these two statements I find myself whispering to the infinite - they pour out of me so naturally like honey drips from the comb. And then somewhere in the midst of these help mes and thank yous, I feel wrapped in a cosmic something and suspended in Love. I then laugh and cry - I grasp the hands of my friends and look into their loving eyes and thank God again that I am so blessed to have those who love me.
This beautiful cycle of fragility and neediness to strength and gratitude is filling my days, and I love it. Being human is so fickle and humbling - such a dichotomy of loveliness and shit.
I would have it no other way.
29 Oct 2011
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5 comments:
thank you. for sharing
absolutely beautiful and true
So thankful for you. Love you!
thanks mel! :)
i'm thankful for you too.
wow thats all i pray....seriously! well written, you have a beautiful voice through words, thank you for pointing me here.
thanks, alicia. i'm glad we can share our voices. :)
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