Through the Veil

And right there — I paused. I thought, this would be the perfect time for a second breeze. Even though I did not know what the next line was going to be..

Parts of the roof tore away; drywall collapsed upstairs. Then the room where my son had been playing earlier caved in. We moved into the kitchen, laid out soggy couch cushions, and tried to rest—though rest was impossible.

I’m writing this as Hurricane Melissa edges closer to Jamaica. They’re calling her a catastrophic category 5 hurricane. Right now, she is on the path to move right over our community.

Doing from fear says: I must fix this so I can be safe. Doing from trust says: I am safe, and from that safety, I move.

Many of us sense energy but don’t yet have the vocabulary to interpret it. We feel warmth on the right side, a flutter near the heart, a sudden peace—but we dismiss it, unsure of what it means. Recognition turns those subtle sensations into conversation. It transforms spirituality from “something happening to me” into “someone I know.”

So many of us pray, meditate, or journal to pour things out — our pain, our gratitude, our hopes, our fears. But if we never pause to listen, we risk filling the silence with our own voices. We miss the quiet whisper of direction waiting for us in stillness.

I woke up angry. And with that anger came its twin shadows—guilt and shame. How dare I feel this way when I can see the blessings in front of me every single day? Yes, I can do that for you. Yes, I can help. Yes, I’ll take it on.

For most of my life, I’ve been the one who says yes. Yes, I can do that for you. Yes, I can help. Yes, I’ll take it on.

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