Brokenness – No pain, No gain

“A broken soul is not the absence of beauty, but a cracked and torn soul reeks of the sweet incense it contains.” – C. JoyBell C.

Broken. A pervasive and hopeless sadness following a loss or traumatic experience. There is another side to brokenness, a side that is beautiful. When my mind snaps, when my heart breaks, when I’m left alone, when I’m betrayed, I am cast down on the stones of life and the shards of peace and hope scatter everywhere. In the aftermath, when all I’m left with are pieces, there lies a hidden gift of recovery. The process of healing and restoration initiates a change that, if I were left whole, could not occur. For brokenness to help me, for it to begin surprising and wondrous changes, I must take my mess to the Creator. He formed the grandeur of the universe from chaotic clutter and He will bring awesome galaxies of restoration to the darkness of my broken soul. When I yield to Him, a resurrection of hope reaches from the grave. I find real beauty in brokenness, it allows me to be an understanding and compassionate companion to the many that lay in ruins. Brokenness, it allows me a chance to be a healer, and as I heal others, I restore myself. 

Also published in Broowaha

A Song Within

“And all meet in singing, which braids together the different knowings into a wide and subtle music, the music of living. ” Alison Croggon, The Naming 
“Words make you think. Music makes you feel. A song makes you feel a thought.”  

I watched the waves, ambiance of shush,

Coerce an inner rhythm, a force to push,
A song from a heart, no one can hear
Only me singing, only me, no fear.
Now I’m singing, to music in my head.
I find myself drumming, hitting a rock instead.
Miracle of life. I see a better way.
To find myself singing, to music of the day.


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