Remembering

Stillness moves my soul; Peace stirs my heart; Joy caresses my skin, As I reach out. I touch the love within. I can grasp the silence. A tender glance on my cheek. A sense of home. I have been here before.   Written 2011 In gratitude, Marissa  

How do I deal with these feelings?

This is an excerpt from one of my personal journals … “How do I deal with these feelings of deep resentment, unhappiness, anger and oppression? Such heavy words. I have them, but what I am supposed to do with them? Perhaps yelling and screaming? Perhaps crying? Perhaps taking action? But what action would that be? …