I use poetry or prose, some times channeled material -
words to define the experience that I hope will capture a feeling, the "aha" or the "what is between the lines". Subsequently understanding the moral or the lesson.
What is conveyed in my writings always has a direct correlation to the experience weather as an observer or as a participant.
In this case of writing, the observer and participant are one in the same - liberated from each other in a very moment.
To say any more would render a chapter to a book that is not yet quite finished.
So to prelude what you are about to read, lets just say, it is good to have good friends!
I honor my good friends and spirit brother and sister Ted and Brenda Silverhand with this poem.
I felt his/her hand when you extended yours to greet me, to let me know you care.
My body was present in that moment, yet my mind was with the moments presence.
I was feeling the space around my heart expand.
The arousal of attention to my whole being was as if I were the air filling a balloon.
That is when I felt God say~
"I love you and I have never left you. See, see, here I come to greet you once again".