I am stunned, but I want to be stunned, since I have sworn to you, my soul, to trust you even if you lead me through madness… Let me lay my head on a stone before your door, so that I am prepared to receive your light.
I love how this moves from chaos to faith, from trembling to light. That line, “My soul whispered in silence,” feels like the turning point we all long for. It’s a powerful reminder that even in the storm, something inside us is waiting to guide us home.
i love how raw and real this piece reads, rea. the evolution from the earth trembling to a soul seeking light inspired me with the notion of a "stable soul in spite of an unstable world." thank you for gifting me with such grace this morning.
I love the quote. However, your poem was the winner. Our souls can go through many storms. But to accept one’s fate takes such strength. I truly loved this. 💞
Rea, this feels both fierce and tender at once—the way you wrote of meeting your soul “in my raging storm” stopped me. There’s something raw yet luminous in that moment, like chaos folding into light. And that closing line—I have absolute faith in my fate—it lands so quietly, but with such conviction. It stays with you for a while after reading...
The period of peace and tranquility, and relief that follows a turbulent or chaotic time. I can also relate to this experience.
Beautifully told, written.
Good morning Rea, 🙏
Thank you, Mark! We have a thunderstorm here. Enjoy your day.
That’s a great photography experience! But please avoid the lightning 🙏
I love the lightning, Mark. Thank you.
I love how this moves from chaos to faith, from trembling to light. That line, “My soul whispered in silence,” feels like the turning point we all long for. It’s a powerful reminder that even in the storm, something inside us is waiting to guide us home.
Something to guide us home. That's a beautiful way of looking at it, Nat. Thank you!
On the threshold of grace realized.
Beautiful way of looking at it, Stephen.
i love how raw and real this piece reads, rea. the evolution from the earth trembling to a soul seeking light inspired me with the notion of a "stable soul in spite of an unstable world." thank you for gifting me with such grace this morning.
Thank you for this lovely comment, Skott. 💞
Rea, I so love the juxtaposition between calm and turbulence in this wonderful poem. Love the picture, too.
Thank you, Beth! I’m happy you enjoyed it!
Stunning. It’s the ache and the awakening in one breath.
Thank you for your appreciation, Regina!
I love the quote. However, your poem was the winner. Our souls can go through many storms. But to accept one’s fate takes such strength. I truly loved this. 💞
Thank you for your lovely reaction, Brenda. 💓
Beautiful
Thank you, Andrew.
Last line fire
Thank you, Jolene.
I didn't know this Jung quote and it's a wow. And you illuminated it so stunningly! <3
You must read The Red Book! Thank you, my friend. ❤️
Powerful, Rea!
Thanks Jen!
Rea, this feels both fierce and tender at once—the way you wrote of meeting your soul “in my raging storm” stopped me. There’s something raw yet luminous in that moment, like chaos folding into light. And that closing line—I have absolute faith in my fate—it lands so quietly, but with such conviction. It stays with you for a while after reading...
Thank you for sharing your beautiful interpretation of my words. You touch my heart.
You always do, Rea — the way you weave emotion into language feels like being seen in color again. Thank you for that~
Wonderful..🙏
Thank you VedicSoul. 🙏🙏
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Beautiful and inspiring.
Thank you, Phillip.