by James Paulin
Inside, stored memories of deeds done simmer subconsciously alongside restrained resentments, anger and acrimony. Cloaked in layers like winter clothing by time and
tamed temperament, insulated from the surface except in dreams or involuntary reactions,
slowly damming Life as a free flowing force.
Introspection far beyond this momentary facade reveals conflicts both freshly picked and digested long ago. Confrontation defies delusion and denial. Painful emotions emerge with authentic admissions crying out to be at peace even with the dead. Desire for wholeness of spirit or heart foams an antiseptic cleansing solution when applied. Infected wounds that have been given and received now begin to heal. A soothing balm of forgiveness is first self applied then shared with all affected, praying they will accept Anointment.