To Those Who Need Us The Most

And sometimes I can breathe again
and set everything aright,
this unbreakable knowing that
all is not light that can be classified,
sorted or arranged into reasonable or sane.

And sometimes you can breathe again
and help me know the knowing that
sorrow sometimes disguises as cold
and lonely nights.

And always something is breathing us.
And always something is giving us away
to those who need us the most.

Vicki Woodyard

What Is Beyond Me Sustains Me

What is beyond me sustains me. That is spirituality in a nutshell. This personal
life we all try to improve upon is sustained by what is out of our reach. Why?
Because wholeness is what and who we are. No one has succeeded in outdoing God!

It is only a misguided belief in myself that wrecks the smoothly sailing ship of
What Is.

My ship hit the iceberg of cancer twice. I have tried to improve on my
circumstances for many years. SOS. SOS. Save oneself. Save oneself! We do
that by surrendering to what is. We become buoyant and float on the stream of

I have lived most of my life now. The lies have been knocked out from under me
one by one. The pillars of my perfection are weakening. One day I will become
the beyond itself. Perhaps I already am.

Vicki Woodyard

Author, Life With A Hole In It


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