My darlings, what does it mean to lose one’s Faith? To watch it’s once fiery embers haplessly diminish?

“Have Faith,” they’ll say — as if Faith were something to be ‘had’; to be bartered and sold at will of man.

Rather, isn’t Faith our constant companion, with arms ‘wide open’ when all others have turned away?

And yet, we feel so helplessly unworthy. As if Faith would ever dare to offer judgement or criticism.

Oh, no my loves – instead?

Faith has always been the better part of our existence, with a vastness so large one can never truly know its limitations.

In this way, perhaps Faith is a manifestation of the Divine? Showing finally to eyes that which mind readily conceals.

As such, shouldn’t we embrace then that feeling of not ever knowing? Of waking up and to this miracle of life as it unfolds?

Just a little something to consider on this day, my friends.

After all, how could we possibly lose that which is always there?

Namaste, my loves ~ in peace ❤️