[Ghost Bike, Park Street, Somerville, MA, August, 2016]
Sometimes there are no words. Sometimes we’re asked to let ourselves move beyond words, to listen for the notes between the notes, to let the silence speak to us. Sometimes we’re invited to allow a sound or a smell or a color or a gesture or a wordless moment in a dream tell us everything we yearn to know or feel. Sometimes we’re not supposed to parse or define or explain. Sometimes we’re supposed to be dumb (as in speechless); to be a stranger in a strange land, illiterate, lost, using all our senses except hearing to make meaning of what surrounds us. Sometimes we’re asked to let our humility guide us and to breathlessly wait to see what ensues when we let Judgement go.
Hi, there, Patricia, my so, so very For Always dearly special and dearly precious soul sisterfriend who you’re For Always so, so very much!!!! Wow, sister, what a so, so very beautiful and lovely, speaking to that quiet voice within blog post article this is of yours proving to be very insightful, enlightening, and inspirational, Patricia! Wow!!!!! You are so, so very right on here. Sometimes there are simply no words. No words to say. No words to convey. The title of this superbly super blog post article is absolutely perfect here and perfectly adds to and complements this very fine and excellent blog post article. The picture which you have very graciously and generously featured with this super article just gave me a moment of going to my very heart and spirit. Here there are just no words to fully grasp and convey the depth of sorrow the ghost bike represents from the dear deceased young man who was very recently killed on his bicycle in your neighborhood, sister!!!!! There are just no words here that can at all fully capture the very feeling here in all of our very hearts and spirits, precious Patricia!!!!!
Sister, I find that I feel such deep and intense feeling of love for Spirit and for YOU, sisterfriend of mine, and other of our Dearest and Darling God’s children as my sisters and brothers that my depth of feeling is so deep within and intense that I have to resort to singing my prayers, singing my very love for God and for people, my so, so very dearest friend. Sometimes I create melodies from my very heart or sing harmonies to myself(or what I would imagine to be my part in singing harmonies). Sometimes I very creatively hum to myself, and my very spirit and very being sings because I am groaning delightfully and eagerly within and I can find no more words to express what I am feeling and experiencing. Sometimes all of the love within me for Spirit and for Spirit’s people is just very greatly immense and intense within that I have such inexpressible love and joy in my very heart, and my very heart, mind, soul, and spirit, and I cannot find the words to show all that I am feeling in such a sweetly delightful, eager manner that I can just feel like I’m going to burst from the depths of my passion for God and for others, sister. It is at times like this that I cannot find the words and I have to sing with my heart and sing with my spirit to Spirit and for other persons, my so, so very dearest sisterfriend!!!!! A lot of the time I have to sing my prayers and to prayer without ceasing as I go about my very day, to pray as I live and experience my very day and my very life!!!!! Wow!!!!! See how good you are for me, sister, and you give me such greater and more keen insight and I get my creative juices flowing in connecting to the ideas I have within, Patricia!!!!! Wow!!!!! Yay!!!!!
Sisterfriend, you are just so, so very right on here. Sometimes I am as we all are asked to let ourselves move beyond words in listening for the sweetly deep notes between the notes. To let the silence speak and sing to us and with us. My friend, you are so, so very right on here when you very wisely share and declare that sometimes we’re invited to allow a sound, a smell, a color, a gesture, a wordless moment in time from a dream to beckon to us and let us learn in the very knowing of what we yearn so for in knowing how to feel. Sometimes like you so brilliantly suggest we just have to BE and not try to parse, to define, to explain, and might I add, to even always understand. Sometimes we like you suggest must be strangers in a strange land, and I might add even strangers in our own land at times as we fight for what is right going against all odds, Patricia! Spirit asks us very gently to let Spirit and our humility love us, bless us, and guide us when we truly Let Go and Let God and that very humility work Their Finest within us. Wow, Patricia, I am feeling even better and brighter from this stupendous blog post article of yours in which you have written with such masterful composition in the written word with such descriptive clarity on the very “listening with tongues.” I’m hoping by the number one in parentheses that this is the first part of what is to come from you in more on the subject, Patricia!!!!! I feel even more great cheer now from YOU, my sister and friend, and from this super post!!!!! Now I am even more re-energized, reinvigorated, renewed, and rejuvenated in my very day, Patricia!!!!! Thank-YOU so, so much, Patricia!!!!! YOU, Patricia, are my very, very joy and blessing, and so are all of your awesome blog post articles and other great writings, and reading these writings very joyfully and responding very joyously with my very heartfelt, thorough, and detailed thoughts, ideas, and comments prove to be my very, very joy, honor, blessing, and pleasure, my friend!!!!! I thank Spirit continually for YOU, Patricia!!!!! Yay for YOU, Patricia!!!!! Yay for our sisterhood and friendship, Patricia!!!!! Yay!!!!!
Please have such a totally terrific and very thrilling Tuesday, Patricia, and may all of your days be so, so very especially blessed with a very wondrously wonderful week and weekend ahead!!!!! Wow, you are just the very best and the very greatest, Patricia, and such the very, very epitome of such very, very overall awesomeness!!!!! Yay yay yay yay!!!!!
Very Warmly and Sincerely For Always, my sisterfriend Christian Quaker white woman who you’re For Always, Patricia, with Such Very Peace and Love To You For Always, my friend and sister, and with Such Very Blessings and Even More Such Very Blessings To You For Always, Patricia,
Your sisterfriend Christian black woman For Always and For Always in the very spirit and solidarity, Sherry Gordon in Iowa City, Iowa
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