Part of my sharing here is because I need healing…
I am aware that no one and nothing in heaven or earth binds me more than my own thoughts. It is easy for me to be accepting and allowing with others. Not so easy with myself. I cognitively understand what that's about for me; when, where, and how that pattern developed. But I want to do more than understand. I want to overcome it. And so I am profoundly grateful for this Sacred Space, where I can voice and be those parts of me that are reluctant to come out of hiding and fully take flight; those parts that scare me because they insist upon my freedom.
|"Fly Me To Your Dreams" painting by Lucy Campbell|
by Brigid Clare Oak
for my soul
by a solemn vow
to Beauty and Being
|"Buho" painting by Lucy Campbell|
Brigid Clare Oak lives a quiet life of poetry, prayer, and presence. She is a liturgist, vocalist, and composer of spiritual songs, and works also in the field of elder care and companioning. Brigid is mother to three beloved children; two grown sons and a teenage daughter. Together they enjoy copious amounts of tea, laughter, and love.
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