How do you feel about allowing others in?  Allowing someone to take a glance inside your soul?  Sometimes I feel like that’s what this blog is.  It’s my blog, my place, and although it’s public, I think at times I don’t know if I’m ready to share myself with others…. or at least share this part with others.  Something about it is exposing, maybe too revealing, maybe too open to an audience who doesn’t have a face…. or even an audience that might not hold my heart as tenderly as it may need on any given day.  And yet, all this inner dialog over transparency, or about exposure, or about expression, begs this question… how do we hold the hearts of others?

With care?  With respect?  With curiosity?  With unconditional love?  What about those who are having a bad day?  Do we hold their heart just as tenderly?  Just as lovingly?  Just as preciously?  And how do we hold our own heart?  Are we cautious with it?  Forgiving of it?  Encouraging of it?  Or do we sometimes hold on too tightly of it and not allow it the room to move freely to explore all that there is to explore? There seem to me so many things that we allow to get in the way of this heart holding, of this honor giving, of this centered focus to show a mirror to those hearts we see, to reflect back to them the unique God carrier that they really are.

In progress, in process, in step, in motion, in movement, in flow, in time, in all things… in rambling I must be, in thought, and held closely. This is my space for thought… and to let that thought write itself out on this wall… like a graffiti mural… this is today’s tag… this is today’s glimpse into what I have voice to share. It is a window look… of the me I have shared this mind and heart with all these years.