A time to let go, a time to reclaim…

As I sat in a room full of ghosts, watching as the raindrops fell outside the window – I felt the raindrops falling on my heart as if washing it clean of the sorrow hidden deep within. Not only was the wind outside moving the branches of the nearby tree, but she was also wrapping her tentacles of freedom around my being.

It was time to let go, and a time to reclaim.

Do you feel it to?

Published in: on January 2, 2010 at 10:11 am  Comments (2)  

365 Grains of Sand…

As I fell asleep last night my hand opened to reveal 365 worn grains of sand – each like an empty package, with ribbon and bows strewn about… each grain of sand, like a day in the past year, tiny in comparison to the full scheme of things.

As my body relaxed and drifted into a much needed slumber, my fingers fell open, allowing the grains of sand to fall through my fingers – landing deep within my memory, where they will be stored.

Many will remain on the memory shelf untouched, never be seen again, and others will be pulled off of the memory shelf , to be examined and experienced again when needed…

This morning when I awoke my hand was filled with 365 new grains of sand, all neatly in place, still wrapped in shiny paper, adorned with ribbon and bows – each grain of sand representative of the days to come. Each to be opened one at a time, every 24 hours.

The contents within each is a hidden mystery only to be seen when the time is here.

Today I will put the yesterday’s to rest… and move in to the tomorrow’s.

Published in: on January 1, 2010 at 6:58 am  Comments (7)