10/13/2022
Some early morning writings seem more like feelings than offerings-I never considered that sharing thoughts and wonderings could usher negative reactions from others as frequently as it does. When I see it, I balk, wanting to hide, nestled in my own comfy nest. I know what it really means, though. Experience says this is where I should lean in, listen closer. Should peace be waved as an offering plate? Or doesn’t that allow their demons peace? This I know: the demons wrestle over a gnash at our peace. I’m not responsible for their piece of peace, I’m responsible for mine. And demons aren’t Peace.
