I am typically more comfortable with written communication than verbal (hence being involved in Reflective Souls), so I am sharing my flour experience here instead of last night. The outcome is not unusual for me, as simple things tend to ridiculously lead me to more serious topics...I was actually a bit relieved when the time was up because I didn't want to think about it anymore!! but anyway, here it is ...
in my fingernails
flour (yes, I knew right away) : )
baking
sandy
beach
disapears with touch
rubs away
less and less
till nothing left
once so beautiful
once so fun
so innocent
touching touching touching
robbed
stolen
(given)
nothing left
missing that first touch
remembering how it felt
never again
never the same
memories
not wanting to remember
not able to forget...
So now as I analyze what I wrote, I think that my mind went to that place because of where I am in life right now...and sometimes it still pains me to think about where I was before...I could go on, but I'm feeling too vulnerable right now so I'm just going to sheepishly back away ...
Thanks for a great group last night...I really enjoyed spending time with each of you!
: )
When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? Psalm 8:3-4
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When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? Psalm 8:3-4
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Maine
3 comments:
Wow, Lauren!
You are so amazing. I love your style. Thank you so much for being willing to be vulnerable. I get chills everytime I read your blog, it always goes right to the core.
Carol
You know Lauren, I just had to come back to your post again. It is just deeply, deeply moving. I know all to well what it's like to have those memories. Memories that you don't want to remember but are not able to forget....Thank you again for your willingness to be vulnerable and put yourself out there and just know that God loves you so much. What an amazing and gifted writer you are!
Love,
Carol
Lauren, thank you.
Thank you for inviting us into your memories, to where you are right now. Your authenticity pulls us in and touches our soul in the deepest ways. Your words - "about the flour" - are rich with meaning well beyond the typed letters on a screen. It takes me to a similar place, a place I've not been in years. That is power. Thank you for sharing your heart...
love,
deAnn
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