Posts tagged mourned

What do I have a GIVENNESS NOW to?

Move me midst my memories mourned.



I’ve got my memories, always inside of me,
But I can’t go back, back to how it was.
I believe you now, I’ve come too far
No, I can’t go back, back to how it was.
Switchfoot, This Is Home

My memories…

Rewound.  Replayed.  Remembered.



When the “old self” can be mourned for who he was and who he was not, the “new self” can then be borne for who he is and who he is not.


…when I want both, I have neither. 

…when I have both, I want neither.



Constantly coming from…but not without looking back while leaving, grieving ghosts, and questioning quests, before belonging and becoming.


That was then.…and this is now. 

This is now...because that was then. 



Gazing in gratitude and grief.

Leaving in the liberation of loss.



I am moved.



I have a GIVENNESS NOW to move me midst my memories mourned.