Wednesday, 3 October 2018

Mercy and Grace ...

By Michelle Greysen

As a writer my truth comes in words. Whenever I am faced with a struggle I find my meaning, my solace in the words. In the narrative guiding my daily path.

I am not a religious person in any traditional sense. I honestly do not know what it is I believe in or if I even believe in anything greater than the moment I am in. I see that perfect moment every time I look into the eyes of my children and even more so into the eyes of their children. That light that beams out of them with unexplainable love carrying a universe of meaning beyond. Life, my life, theirs, assures me that we did not get here to this place in time together by accident. Love tells us in our hearts there is more. Life often tries to prove to us that there is not.

There has been way too many blessings to show me there is something greater but in that same truth there is equally so much wrong to test me that there is nothing more. I question how can there be. How could something, someone, some greater good equally deliver such pain.

I count my blessings on one hand, but in the same breath I count my losses on the other.

If there is something then today is the day I ask, not for myself, but for my sister that she be given Mercy. No more godly punishing. That she be given Grace. Extended godly kindness.

Today I ask for Mercy and Grace.

Thursday, 8 March 2018

Blogging ... blah blah blah ...

Excuse my lack of blogging for a very long time but life has been extremely busy with enough distance now passed between my writing life, my realtor life, my personal life.  I can again feel comfortable being opinionated and sometimes even write with a know-it-all abandon as I am at that point in my life that I don’t care what anyone thinks of my side of any story. I write because it is who I am. I am an observer, a story teller, a word-girl and have come to see that I am somewhat of a guide to many I cross paths with. I don't have all the answers, but I do listen to the questions. That alone seems to bring a go-to air around my daily life, be it work, family, personal or more. I take my part in the world seriously, don't have all the answers - in fact don't know if I have any answers but it seems people bring me questions and the discussions are worthy. 

On the flip side of people voicing questions and my sometimes too-logical unemotional path through a discussion to find an answer, I also find myself with many daily life-questions of my own. Writing brings me an understanding into self, how and why I think a certain way and my own personal truth.
Take it or leave, agree or disagree, comment or hit delete, landing on my words is somehow a path to your own personal truth, as is in the writing process, a path that leads to mine.

Thank you for reading,