Sacred Gifts

 "Spin Your Story" by Amanda Oaks is a book that gives 200 creative writing prompts - my goal is to write about each one before 2013.


Today:  "What are your sacred gifts?"


I believe that I have been blessed tremendously in my life by way of tragedy and bad circumstances.  Sure, I have had a lot of great things happen in my life, however, I feel that my sacred gifts were developed through the pain and the heartache that I have endured.  


I guess in order to really answer this question fully, it would be important to explain what I think sacred gifts are.  As gifts go, I believe there are physical gifts, emotional gifts, and spiritual gifts.  I had not thought about sacred gifts until this question was posed, and I think I kind of like it.  Sacred to me holds an heir of deep meaning, of a quality so intrinsic and connected that it must be revered with much respect.  Those qualities within ourselves are what make our personalities contagious, its the immeasurable energy that each of us carries and most often fail to acknowledge.  Sacred gifts are those we have been given that keep us glued together, and allows us to touch other lives.


I honor the gifts within myself tonight by discovering what these gifts are and enjoying the fact that they hold great purpose in my life, I also grieve the fact that I have not noticed them or been grateful for them sooner.


In my heart, I find compassion, intelligence, child like faith, empathy, and unconditional love.  I have an ability to meet people where they are at, which is demonstrated by my love for children and the elderly - among other things.  Both groups hold such a life giving quality, children with their innocence and lack of corruption, and the elderly with their incredible life experiences and wisdom that only the years can teach.  Some people say that my compassion is a fault because it opens me up to being hurt, and I respond with the same answer - I would rather love and get hurt, than not love at all.  I don't think it needs to be black and white though.  I believe that I can love on people, care for people, and put myself in their shoes without being reckless.  Two of the qualities, intelligence and child like faith, seem to contradict each other when first approached.  I believe that I have been given a gift of understanding and integrating information in order to make my life more rich and abundant; I also believe that faith is killed only by skepticism.  I am intelligent AND I believe in a God who can do far more than I can ever ask or imagine.  


I would not be who I am today if I had not been given these gifts and been allowed ample time and experience to develop them.   My sacred gifts are what put me to bed at night, and what get me going in the morning, they are what bridges the gap between myself and the rest of the world.  My sacred gifts are what hold my inner self together, and also what reaches out to connect with the world.


What about you?  What are your Sacred Gifts?  Leave a note if you would like, I would love to hear about your gifts.  


<3 Haley

Fly Free

To you my dear, in truth I do plead,
all I would ask is that you care when I bleed.
I am waiting to care for, and love you sincere
and it seems you don't notice that I am right here.


My heart hurts in the eve when I sit here alone
feeling as my heart will forever be stone.
I had the great privilege of building a home
but now it is gone and alone I do roam.


So they say in some circles that patience is gold
and I thought I had earned it as the days got old.
I wish I could say that I know you are mine
however that is something only told by time.


We all have in us the capacity to care
and that I won't receive love is my only scare.
Empathy is clear in my heart and my life
and its true I can meet you in pain and in strife.


Your heart I would fix if I only knew how
but it is not possible to do that right now.
I pray for you in earnest, honestly I do
and I hope that your mood rarely feels blue.


I ask for serenity to accept those I can't change
but this desperate need to love is really quite strange
I will work it out in the end I am sure
and before I find yours, I need to find my cure.


My heart it gets sad and it clearly can cry
but the depth of the darkness shows the brilliance of sky.
Without the deep dark there would never be light
and without pain we would never learn to fight.


I am passionate about my love and whom I give it to
and the choice is mine, I no longer give it to you.
Taking for granted the love that is here
will only set you up for a future unclear.


I am doing my best to be someone to love
but I cannot do more and you I can't shove.
I choose to let go and let you fly free
so that I can take my heart back and truly be me.


<3