Words

They buzz in my head. These thoughts, these hopes of what is and is yet to be. Dancing, sharp, sweet and scary. If I open myself, if I live them...if WE live them...what will happen?

Open myself. Let the words and the life flow through me. Let my soul sing with authenticity. Laid bare to the roots, to the essence of who I am, my life crying "Welcome!" Pull up a chair, enter in, I want to know you, I want to be known. Walk with me, break bread, drink deep the wine of community that leaves our shallow selves at the door.

We need.

We need God.

We need each other.

We need life.

Authentic life.