for a time
words froze
in my heart,
solid,
cold, unobtainable,
or heated they
melted from my tongue
escaping into the atmosphere,
a venemous vapour,
irretrievable….
+
but this is another day…
+
now they begin to form ,
to change,
to reform,
and yearning to be spoken
they melt my heart,
steady my tongue,
call me to pay attention to
their wooing…
+
so I begin to write again,
to speak,
to seek,
to allow the flow,
and not to be afraid…
+
so I will write,
and I will speak,
and maybe I will sing…
+
this is another time
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About Sally C
How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons).
I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway.
I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off!
I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
Eternal footsteps 