In this moment, I am noticing how blank the screen is, sensing timid words hiding
(nearby) yet out of sight.
Words
that demand I slow. down.
These ones move at a different pace. They speak slow and move sooooo much slower than the world.
“Please, stop,” I am beckoned. There is no commanding here yet my inner being is arrested by these words. Drawn, one might say.
“For if you will switch gears to sit with me, we just might find the words to…
describe
the beauty of the sun just before
its colorful display that people rave about so."
“Is that what you specialize in?” I ask, "all things sunsets?”
“No, not really,” the words say.
And then we sit in silence.
And the blog seems to stop as communion begins to blossom.
“Oh,” I say without words, “You….you are hidden because you specialize in inviting me include that which is unnoticed.”
“Yes” replies the words without sound. The communion deepening in its unfolding.
Yes, indeed, my heart accepts, okay, so this is why I come here.
This is what I do with people. And why I made this website.
So that those who are called toward me, may also journey into their unknown
and hidden
to commune
and then to know afresh
again and again and again
who. we. are.