when fear receded
between doubt and believing
love trumped everything
if only every choice in life
appeared before us as a remarkably welcoming door;
bathed in light to ensure we would
walk through the threshold that would
encompass every ones highest and best good.
that easy you say?
sometimes it's just a matter of slowing down,
closing our eyes and feeling with our hearts,
asking our true selves,
is this the door to expansion,
is this the door that plants us firmly in the
house of belonging;
the holy threshold where
love trumps everything?
welcome home to