I let the truth that is much larger than my thoughts heal me, and it heals me now, as I remember. All of the things that seem so hard in my thinking are only hard while I hold on to them. I let go and see that it was just a choice, the letting go or holding on. When I let go, the sky doesn't fall. The world doesn't burn out because I've stopped thinking about everything, all the time, to be safe. My world expands to include every inkling of joy I've ever had.
In the silence God smiles, and I take a picture and hold it in my memory.