Your suffering is much deeper than you realize. You suppress it because to weep is exhausting. But then, so is suppression. What to do? You can’t go around expressing your suffering out loud to people. But it is the central fact of your life in the world.
I express mine through the written word. I can do that because my natural instinct is to write. But with friends and neighbors, I say not a word.
They do not know me as my readers do.
The holidays exacerbate suffering. I am at the point where I know this so well that I cocoon most of the time. Inside it, I am a dormant or latent lover of true life.
True life is inexpressible. It just shows itself to those suffering so deeply that they have earned it.
True life is the Word made flesh.
As I write, the Word makes itself bold in its declaration.
When you have suffered enough, get back to me.
Otherwise, continue to “celebrate” the false.
Vicki Woodyard
Vicki, do you know you’re on fire these days? You are…….with inspiration, truth, wisdom and love. Real love speaks the truth even when we may not want to hear it. No one is favored by placating words. Understanding and acceptance of where we all are is not whitewash. It’s an extension of a hand in love.
Thank you, dear Mary. These messages are for the few. Glad you are one of them.