There is a part of us that never

gives up. A hidden, secret, holy

place that holds the last remaining

dreams we refuse to release to

the world of pain, hopelessness,

and “reality”. The truth of us

is always in there, the truth of 

us remains when all other parts

of us cower in fear and shame. We

still have the eyes that search

for the other half of us; the missing

rib, the lost magic…There is a 

part of us that never quits. A silent 

sacred place that bears witness

to our betrayals, our loss of

courage, endurance and ability

to recover from fatal cuts. The 

injuries we sustain seem permanent

until faced with this relentless

grace we hold within ourselves…

When, at long last, we open our

mangled hearts and love anyway.

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