I dream of a place where we believe in all that we are,
we believe in ourselves,
we believe in each other.
Prayer fuels all that we are and drives away the evil that tries to live in the spaces of the things that we aren't.
Each night we scurry about picking up the remains of the day and preparing for the next.
And in those times of challenge and change,
we stop,
and we listen.
We listen for the Voices of Change asking us to go a different a way, be a different way, in the spirit of being more of who we are.
And we don't fight the challenge and the change.
We may mourn the loss of some, but we learn to listen and embrace and move forward.
We lean on faith. Faith that shows us that the clarity of tomorrow will replace the confusion of today. Faith that fills us, calms us, loves us.
In this space I am sure, I am loved, I am the me I was meant to be.
