((((anderson))))

My friend, your words brought tears to my eyes. I know you are here with me and that makes it a little easier to be. The colors are there but just not seen right now. we are hiding within this place between the cone of silence and the volcano. The freight train is bearing down and it is so loud that it is blocking us from hearing one another within. The force it is coming with is far more than words can describe. Maybe that is why the words keeps coming so someone will know where we are. My words are all I have. It is what they instilled in me. It was a punishment back then, and right now somehow it feels as though it is a punishment again.

Know that you all are in my thoughts too. I know right now for so many of us we are walking in a firing zone, where to heal we must walk through it. For we cannot walk around it for it is too big, we cannot walk under it for it will crush us, we cannot go over it, for it is too high and the winds above are too strong and will knock us right back down, but in walking through it we face the very things that were not ours to face. And we allow ourselves to give it back where it belongs. But saying this and doing it are two different things. But we are trying.

Thank you for the inspiration you are to us. We love you my friends. Sending gentle hugs and loving thoughts. Always.

dps