My thoughts

There’s healing in this land

| MichelleMarie
Photo by MM

There’s healing in this land
Evidence is all around me
I can’t say, there’s a specific spot
This land holds my secrets…
Over by the big tree
I poured out my heart
and my soul, and that willow
she wept with me
There’s healing in this land
There’s a healing inside me
When I moved here I was broken
The pieces of my heart scattered
as the land held me
Time has passed, and I see
…there’s healing in this pond
…there’s healing in my wildflowers
…there’s healing in this field
…there’s healing in the trees
…there’s healing in the sunrises
…there’s healing the sunsets
I wanted you to see…💙
Evidence of healing, all around me
There’s healing in this land🙏🏼 Hallelujah

Photo of my land and thoughts by Micki Michelle Marie…💙

To my broken tribe…Lost in sadness

| MichelleMarie

Broken Tribe art by MichelleMarie

“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me. 

To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me. 

Look for the light

| MichelleMarie

We can decide to be happy, make much out of little, embrace the warmth of our ordinary days.

Life unfolds as a mystery; an enterprise whose outcome cannot be foretold. We do not get what we expect, We stumble on cracks, We are faced with imperfection. Bonds are tested and tightened, and our landscape shifts.

In sunshine and in sadness, there is sunshine look for it. There is light look for it, There is light look for it, look for it!

MichelleMarie