I remember the day that my belief systems unbolted and fell away, never to return. What a moment of grace–but that was not my experience then.
Anger flared first–anger that I had wasted decades looking in all the wrong places. Then came, what now? Now, how do I live? The years since–that occurred in September or October of 2009–have been the steepest rollercoaster. I have learned to hold my hands up to the sky and holler, barreling down one steep hill and clattering up the next.
Unlearning has momentum! Are you ready?
© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2013
2 thoughts on “unbolted – a different kind of grace”
Oh I just LOVE this one! So true! And u get that. Hope you are well.
Amrita Skye Blaine
Good morining, Love your sweet blogs.
Obviously all your says are pointers, but can you offer something more direct? I am struggling to surrender and realize the selfessness of “me” and life. Thanks Paul