Sister

I think it has to be a combination of Mumford and Sons and the Holy Spirit keeping me sane these days.

I am listening to this song right now and thinking how easy it is for me to forget that the people who love me love me very well.



"Sister don't let go of us, Cause your roots will rot away, and your fruit, it won't grow.Your bark will wear thin, body hollow. I've seen the love in your brother's eyes, and the love in your mother's cries.
Sister don't test the ones you love...If you want to feel alive, then learn to love your ground."

I've come to think that I am peculiar individual, and while that may or may not be true, it is very true that the love I receive from others is truly unique - full of the delicacies and intricacies developed along the paths I've walked with different people in these short three decades minus some.

It's pretty easy to feel alone just moments after feeling connected, but lack of connectivity is an illusion, brought about by self-centeredness, probably.

Love in its many forms is nourishing, what we're built for, and I am not going to let go of it.