Wednesday, 25 November 2015

Second empat perkataan

I am crying. Reading. Weeping. 
Relinquishing, I am grieving. 

Right now, calmer; writing, typing. 
Breathing slowly, tears stop, thinking. 

How strange to be reading, weeping;
Brené Brown's book simply stunning. 

Now I'm sleepy, headed to bed
Lying down now, what's left unsaid?

Finding acceptance in an unexpected place

Not unlike Aydian Dowling who found himself crying in church , I found healing in an unexpected place yesterday. After some persuasi...