I'd Rather Dissolve Than Have You Ignore Me

tumblr_l262huBnu01qb3upvo1_500 My Mother asked me a few weeks ago if I prayed. She claimed she did not know how to. I replied of course I did. She asked me what I did, If I lit candles or knelled and I explained that sometimes I might make a ceremony of it but mostly I just pray throughout my day. I pray when I drive, or while sitting quietly on my couch. I pray while I fall to sleep and I pray as I steam dresses at work. Any chance I get from my chaotic and sometimes loud life, I take a second to connect to the universe. I ask for it help, and strength and I thank it for all the gifts it provides me. She then asked me what it made me feel, praying. And I have thought a lot about this. What it makes me feel. The best answer I can come up with is; It makes me feel quiet. tumblr_l1r3mq2RXt1qa7bilo1_500 tumblr_l05lrd7wkO1qz6vufo1_500 tumblr_l20a1fjGLL1qzv83io1_500 tumblr_l22mbeoQnJ1qzv83io1_500 tumblr_l1spbb8JJU1qzhcj3o1_500 tumblr_ky470fQ3tw1qao5rpo1_500 tumblr_l2811oChYO1qzgyoao1_500 tumblr_kycypzJxgF1qzj1p9o1_500 tumblr_l1vdl1v3Ms1qzj1p9o1_500 tumblr_l1giqitOxA1qzxdqqo1_500 tumblr_l225qiXuwH1qzv83io1_500 tumblr_l2km2l6zBc1qzv83io1_500 tumblr_l1zyw0RiLe1qzv02qo1_500

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