Rooted - Blog Posts
As you feel it—breathe into it.
The unraveling of a person, with all their contrast and versions of self, is the most beautiful aspect of relating for me. The riding through a multitude of experiences, life challenges and all of the beautiful moments is a dream come true to my heart and mind.
The knowing that with time I will encounter multiple facets, each one a new world to explore. Every version of you whether in your darkness or light invites me to discover not just who you are, but also who I am within the context of my own journey—and that is priceless. It is within this dance of discovery that my affection deepens, it’s within this complexity that my love expands and solidifies into roots.
Roots that will remain loyal to showing up in the discovery of you.
Who will set me free
My pen is my comfort. Behold, my poem. *Who will set me free? I have been deceived, I believed my own lies. I am rooted to the earth, and I bare no fruit, only that of death. There is conflict within myself which holds me fast. I am in bondage to my own sin, which is eternally battling within. What gives life eventually gives one death. A cry of despair leaves my lips. I am disease, and whoever touches me, receives death. I do not possess the power of a life pleasing to live, for my leaves wither dry. I leave myself open and vulnerable to sin. I am rooted to the earth and I bare no fruit, only that of death. I wait for the one to set me free, to whom I will surrender all.
