the truth of it all

sometimes the truth is like a subtle awakening that sits at your doorstep until you are ready to open the door.
at other times, it hits you like a car wreck- assaulting you unexpectedly with a trauma that you could never imagine.
and in another {sideways} glance, it may be a slow seething knowing that you continue to deny. deny. deny.

when will you wake up and see the writing on the wall. really see the writing on the wall.
hear. listen. observe.
be the witness and speak not a word.
time to be a silent participant that offers her soul. and gives her life. and lives life with the enthusiasm that destiny knows is yours to have.
and then, there is redemption.
and the gift appears as if it just arrived. And yet, you recognize it as if it were there all along.
peace is your patient gift. and love. and honor. and love. and honor. and...love.

this is the truth that I want to dare to live.



copyright 2009 Alisa Barry