You were born into a state of grace. It is impossible for you to leave it. You cannot fall out of grace, nor can it be taken from you. You can ignore it. You can hold beliefs that blind you to its existence. You will still be graced but unable to perceive your own uniqueness and integrity, and blind also to other attributes with which you are automatically gifted.
Seth
Grace is the tenderness of birth and the torment of death.
It is the sunrise, the clouds gray and white, and the promise of the rainbow after the storm.
Grace is joy. And grief.
Grief is the soft cry of the mourning dove and the mystery of the rising moon and the howl of the banshee.
It is the river overflowing with our tears.
Grace is the sparkle of the sun atop the snow capped mountain peak.
It is the scorpion searching for food on the scorching sand of the desert floor.
Grace is the moth and the butterfly.
It is the snake shedding its skin.
It is the sting of bee and sweetness of her honey.
Grace is everything and nothing.
Grace is the anointed and holy. It is the sinner and the lover.
Grace is stillness and chaos, boisterous and proud, shy and timid.
Grace does not care the color of your skin or of your eyes, or how tall you are. It does not care if you are round and fat with love or thin and meek, still seeking.
It is now.
Grace is always. It is now and it is forever. You can never lose grace. It can never be taken away.
Grace is always and forever.
Grace is Love.
When does your book get released! I want a signed copy – or 2!!
I’m working on it Aimee! Thank you for your love and support.