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Infinite and intimate 
21 jan 2016

Trying to make sense of the uncontrollable.
Trying to put words to the indescribable.
Is it a chasing of the wind?
 
You are somewhere in the not making sense.
Hidden in the breath we breathe,
Standing in wide open spaces,
In full site, yet out of view.
You are the before and after and in between.
In the quiet whisper.
In the silence.
In the harmony.
In the dissonance, the major and minor.
Wrapped in the midst of community,
Sharing a moment in time.
Not looking for answers,
But standing with questions.
The untameable mystery of healing,
The weight of the left behind.
The strange beauty of our broken humanity,
Of community, of unity,
In two or more, you are one.

You are inside the outside,
You surround me from within.
In the breath of each moment,
In letting go, I begin.

To heal again.

The brightest light that I see dimly,
The purest hope I know in part,
The in all and with all and through all,
Infinite and intimate.

No longer something external that happens to us,
But an internal changing that happens through us.