A plea to the Divine

Sometimes your whole heart asks for a desire to be fulfilled.
You wait and you wait... and nothing happens.

perhaps it is a desire for someone else to change, to take action, to be moved to answer your call.
perhaps you even move to try and change things... hope that your desire will be fulfilled.

But sometimes, nomatter how hard it is, you must realize that you cannot change the actions of someone else. you can wish for something to happen; perhaps it will, or perhaps it won't.
You call out to the Divine and hope they hear you!
and you say, "please let this person hear my plea! whisper it in their ear!"
but that person must be listening to the Divine, as well. and if they are in discord with the Divine... they may miss the message altogether.

Or maybe YOU are missing the message; that this is not the time for this desire to be fulfilled; it is not in your Highest Good.

and you let go.

and the funny, magical thing is... when you let go of this tight rope you have holding 'specific events detailed in your desire' together... and free it up so the Universe can work as it will...
the answers come.
THEN the answers come.

under the title category 'Life'

I put this under category 'Life'.
does anyone ever search under the "Life" category? I think they'd rather go for music, or drama, or entertainment... who needs to search for Life? it's everywhere, and honestly, I think people sometimes tire of hearing about it.
yet they can't get enough of it.


I keep waiting for an email back. with pictures of sunrises from Germany.

they don't come. but I keep hoping.

I'm ever hopeful.
I was hopeful for two years for Robin. I'm not even afraid to say his name anymore.
It's not even sacred anymore.
But ego really kills you know...

and I'm happy about one thing at least...
I've stopped trying to pour out my love or my rage (just about equal at this point, to whatever level they used to be) on him.
He doesn't deserve my rage. Nor does he deserve my love.

so, I let it go.
and instead of feeling unsatisfied with myself because I didn't verbally and justfyingly throw-up all my anger on Robin via email, I just kept it simple, businesslike, and quite adequately as ego-less as I could get.

and... I felt good. for once. about the whole thing.