Come Truthing With MeAn invitation...
“It is better to whisper your truth than to shout a lie.”
It stopped me one night, just as I was pulling the covers back, ready to put my head on my pillow and dream.
A truth so undeniably ripe and irresistible that I left my pillow undented and went in search of something with which to capture it.
I sat in the dim light, with a pen and scrap bit of paper and I scribbled. The faster I scribbled, the faster the words came. Before I slept that night I had ushered into my world, not only a poem, but an idea.
The idea that I might have a little space to share what is true for me. And to invite you to uncover what is true for you. And to welcome the knowing that we need not share a truth to be a part of one greater truth.
And here you are, in that space. Won’t you come truthing with me?
Seek not your truth in absolutes or axioms
What you’ll find there is comfort
Truth is not found in comfort, but in joy
Seek not your truth in revered and ancient tomes
What you’ll find there is knowledge