All my efforts to overcome the situation were unsuccessful.
Shame, guilt, accusations were coming and going
on the screen of my mind.
.



I was deeply praying to be equalized in form to the One who created me.
To be able to Love my friend as the Creator loves me.
Some call it God.
Others call it nature's Force, higher centers, Father, Holy Spirit....

Every thing I thought as giving to the other was realized as taking to myself.

I desperately raised my hands with such a stretch
asking to be taken, be held, Be carried by the One who loves me.

At a certain point the "I" became Mrs. Goda.
She was in white, ready to get united with the One she Loves.
Mrs. Goda was ready to serve her Master.



The shift happened on the Seventh Day.

A few hours of Bliss I never experienced before
took me to a new phase in my inner work



I thank what ever it is called, for taking such a good care of me.

I thank my friend for helping me get rid of the hate I had toward myself.
My relations with her today were never better.

I thank you for taking the time to read my story
and look at the new painting.


"You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star."
Friedrich Nietzsche