THE SALT WE SHED IS A PROMISE OF RHAPSODY TO COME

Dear precious person,

If there is anything I can do to be there, please don’t ever hesitate to let me know.  I mean that with all my heart.  You are such a bright, radiant spirit and you deserve no less in life than the warm light you emit so abundantly.  I know sometimes darkness and shadows creeps OUR FRIEND’s way near us, and that is when we are to call on our soul-friends to flex on our behalf.  I am here to serve as your soul-friend in that way.  I am here to remind you that your current pit is seeding your next, sweet fruit.  Please find solace in the seed, knowing that any suffering you may be enduring is evolving your life forward. Even if it feels just the opposite.  Life insists on its own evolution.  Thank God, lest OUR TEARS feel purposeless.  When, really, the salt we shed is a promise of rhapsody to come. And if you find you cannot raise yourself from the pit, then, simply rest right in it, beloved.  Settle in; take a nap; and only rise when you feel darn well ready to!  Again, God is always there for us.