trust me: creation has not forsaken you! (audio poetry 3:09)

So, have these dark winter nights dragged you into your personal netherworld for the umpteenth time? (Raise hands and shout Huzzah!) Or, has the season gently nudged you over a threshold into radiant new beginnings? (Raise hands and shout Huzzah!) Both? Neither? An amalgam that leaves you frayed and/or knotted, delirious, despondent, determined, dejected — unsure of whether you’re coming or going?

No matter. Here’s an audio rendition (with text) of “If You Feel Lost and Alone,” one of the most frequently viewed posts on this blog for the past five years. Even though you may feel temporarily lost or in the midst of a recalibration of epic proportion, you are certainly not alone. Trust me, okay?


If you feel lost and alone
You must remove your blinders and see!
There are allies stationed around you,
Legions of light poised to stave off interference
And an endless supply of Love to anoint your every scrape and scar.

If you feel that you have been cast adrift in murky waters
You must turn your gaze in another direction!
There are shafts of brilliance penetrating the darkness,
Beacons of light sweeping the horizon
And a beckoning doorway to safe passage and the comfort of deep home.

If you feel a mismatch to your very existence
Tethered to oppressive ballast while true attachment eludes you,
Held at bay just outside the open doorway to your dreams
Shackled to ancient pain that feels not of your own making
You must choose a different way!
There are armies of support waiting patiently beyond the limits
of your imagination,
Formless forces ready to work through the night to soothe your unsettled being
Deftly stitch the tattered strings of your heart
Resuscitate a spirit wan and pale
And reweave a soul wearied by compromise.

Every misstep is worthy of forgiveness,
For every drama, the curtain falls and order is restored
Resolution peeks out from behind a rusted gate
Eager to clasp hands with conflict and confrontation.

Creation in all its infinite glory has not forsaken you
The skies teem with every manner of assistance you have ever dared to pray for!
Etched upon each is your name and eternal address

Your cry: I am ready!
The moment is Love.