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A Love Letter to Those Who Wish to Rise

dreams m davidsonI didn’t always believe in my dreams.  I found it much easier to tag along with other people’s dreams.  They seemed so vibrant, so promising, so intriguing.  The way that went after them with fire was inspiring to me.  I tried ceaselessly to fan their flame my way, to embers burning dimly.

Sister, mother, friend, brother, you need to know, and so do I.  We have beautiful beginnings birthing in each one of us.  We have a creative bent unique to each one of us.

Today, I choose to believe in my dreams, my words, my creativity.  Will you choose with me? For yourself?

I’m over at the Story Sessions today with a love letter to those who wish to rise. Come read the rest, and find your embrace. Your words are welcome.

You, sister, you will rise.

Though Your Footsteps Were Not Seen

heart recall marvia davidsonCrying, Crying out
Here, I am in distress
There is no solace
My eyes grow weary
I cannot find comfort.

Too troubled to speak
I lie upon this bed, weeping.
Heart Meditating
Will I always be rejected?
Where is His unfailing love?
Has mercy fled my life?

Oh! I must make appeal
Heart, you must remember!
Soul, recall the mighty deeds.
There is none greater than God.
He has not forgotten.
Yes! Mind and soul humbly reflect. Continue reading Though Your Footsteps Were Not Seen

Mess {It’s Beautiful}

no tame life marvia davidsonIt’s Five Minute Friday, and today’s word is “Mess.”  How fitting a word for a time like this! There are competing passions, competing ideas, competing relationships, competing emotions, competing hopes.  They refused to be tied up in a pretty, neat, little, ribbon-wrapped boxed of delight.  Nope.  Not these things.  You cannot always tame the competing things of life and living.
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Breathing in, Breathing Out

Photo by Jennifer Upton
Photo by Jennifer Upton

Do you feel that breeze?
A quiet hush of the holy warms upon my cheeks
Embracing the soul in welcoming comfort
Feel that?
The sense of all-consuming peace, swaying
Rests heavy on my brow.
I’m breathing in
Breathing out.
Serenity

Do you see it?
There is a brightness
Penetrating woeful darkness
Pointing me again to truth
A vibrant sword of yellow-white flickering
With specks of glory dust
See it?
The sense of calm
Rests softly on my bosom.
I’m breathing in
Breathing out
Distillation

Do you hear that song?
A sacred melody soaring higher
Pulls this heart to the center of wholeness
Hear it?
The sense of softly falling rain
Gently washing away the chaos stain
Rests lightly on my soul
I’m breathing in
Breathing out
Destiny
cloud light marvia davidson
Do you smell this perfumed renewal?
An incense of feeble prayers mixed with the
Rain-washed sorrows of rose
And the memory of myrrh
Smell it?
The sense of love no longer entombed
But now a fragrant freedom offering
I’m breathing in
Breathing out
Restoration

Do you taste joyful bloom of spring?
A velvet honey-sweet of brokenness
Shooting up from the solemn ground
Taste it?
The sense of hope a nimble lavender sugar enveloping
Every fiber of my being
I’m breathing in
Breathing out
Belonging
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The Beauty of Now

beauty now marvia davidsonI love the writing community, Story Sessions!  Women are taking up their brave on a daily basis, owning the beauty of brokenness, and sharing the story – healing words spilling from their souls.  These words are beautiful.  I met Jamie through Story Sessions and as a part of Story 201.  She has been a shoulder of calm and confidence.  She has inspired me to keep pressing in to the business of finishing out my memoir.

I know you will be encouraged by her poetic words on pressing in to the Beauty of Now.  And please take a listen to her lovely, musical rendition.

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