This sacred corridor.

Tonight I hold space for Love.

Right now I want to weep at the tragedy I see all around me, the tragedy of turning away from Love.

I want to walk to that corner where he is hiding and gently uncurl his fingers, pick out the broken glass he is gripping so tightly and sob with him at the hurt of it, at the relief of letting that pain go…

I sit in the sunshine with her and I hold space for her darkness, the place where she has buried herself under so, so much rubble… I say ‘It is safe to come out now, it is safe to come out.’

I hold my door open to Love. I step out into the corridor and I call for you and I pray. Dear, sweet soul, I pray with everything I have that I meet you here in this sacred corridor…