Wow! A whole month has passed since assuming the editor's role for The Messenger. We have made a lot of changes but hopefully kept to the spirit that Joann so lovingly crafted over the last 14 years.
Take a look at the new articles we have added. Some are from familiar writers. Others are from writers never published here before. I think they are thoughtful and inspiring.
So what do I want to say to you this month? Well, Duh! I want to talk about how excited I am about The Messenger. We are diving into the deep end of the pool and having a great time. Canon ball or belly flop we are giving it our all!
A soul stands erect,
Awaiting a rite of passage
A black and white world transforms
Awakening a prism of vibrant hues
In a universal heartbeat,
A paradigm's past unveils an epiphany
Revealing an inner world of divine wisdom
Curling around me, as I sit beside the fire that luminates
off the round softness of black, making me think.
My mind, calm, but aware of the touch and presence of nature, mulling in my head.
Reibirth by Briana
birth is such a miraculous thing…
the newness, the pureness, the endless possibilities…
but rebirth, well that is something altogether extraordinary.
with rebirth comes a knowing…
you remember where you have been…
I call and you're not there.
The silence reverberates on my heart.
Where once you were,
only, the emptiness is here.
As I look out at you,
I am really looking in at my belief about you.
Maybe you don't exist at all in the way I think.
I've been fooled before by my fickle brain,
So hoping for a perfect match to my hallucination of life.
Only time will tell as you teach my brain to color you in different ways,
Ways that you decide.