questioneverythingevenyourself

"teaching lessons before the Orishas and Ancestors give assist"

i just read that and it spurs my initial thought to document the journey./ right the words/ write the words on my heart:

I give thanks to day for pain and disappointments, crises and destructions, death and dismantling...for the purity that comes after. the strength that winnows between the shafts of omission.

I give thanks for lessons of humility, for even the hard heads and those of long and ancient lives and knowings, even when broken, still cocky...it is a process...and at least i can see there is much ground to touch before it is over

i give thanks for despondency that is just hovering above suicide when the rainbow aint enough ..thoughts of what is the point...but the sweetness of it all is to flip the thought process and know...there is somebody some where watching and even in their delusion and ignorance, see light to inspire and reach for, guide and heighten...so snuff out nothing you did not bring or give.

I give thanks for not knowing and walking still
i give thanks for errors

1:24pm at the wondering of wanderings
and the emergence of new selves
in Vinnie Bagwell's Grace