Tired of not living my joy.  I typo'd joy as job - how fitting.  I deserve so much better than this, all of this.  Maybe it's a quiet realization I need to jolt me awake; no large gesture, apart from an inner humbling.

I'm so grateful for all I have and will be given, positive or negative.  It's made me who I have had to be.  But right now I'm asking for help.  I can't do this alone, and maybe that is the ultimate lesson out of all of this.

So, hi there God.  Please help me.  Actively, silently, vocally, monumentally, minisculely - i know it's all happening right now.  Hear my prayer.  Thank you.

Blue Summer - The Phoenix Foundation