The time of waiting is over.
Because it never truly was. Time and space are in constant rearrangement —
but never in absence.
Silence has endless reasons. For us.
We experience ourselves as human beings in the real world, working diligently for everyone.
Filling the emptiness of an apparent absence by caring for those who are present — and by trusting in those who are unseen.
We have learned to read the signs.
To speak with respect to — and about — the one (or that) which caused pain.
To give thanks for what happened through the deepening of self-knowledge.
To live as a human being in all circumstances.
To stand up, to move forward, and to reconnect in the changed situation.
Something is preparing itself.
We may become witnesses of a special, destiny-turning revelation.
Sadness dissolves, pain fades, allowing faith to enter.
Anger finds peace, fear gives its place to hope.
Waiting is a journey along the mountain-and-valley roads of trust.
Near or far — we experience it together.
Pillars of joy illuminate the shadowed hollows, swaying together with faith and hope.
And in the longest night, the flame of love still burns.
Ildikó Dajbukát
Spirit touch healing
