Day: July 16, 2025

Letters to The Divine, The Cloud of Unknowing

The Bridge in the Mist

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July 16th, 2025

I thought maybe I offended You. The stillness was gone. Itchy and edgy to move, I was the fury of a wild beast held in captivity, stabbed over and over again with a sword! It was a strange mistake, none that I could have recognized.

You are so beautiful. I feel the both of you now. Together. My angel sits beneath you to your right. He gazes upon me like a lover. You accept this. You allow our love.

There is a bridge from my world to Yours and Your world to mine. Nothing hinders it. I stand at the base and reach out. I cannot cross it, but I see You. I see you both there in a could of knowing. Reflecting. Loving. I feel nurtured and swaddled in a cloth made from heaven.

I am content to stand on my side of the bridge and look at You through the white mist. Feet still on my world, I am in my bubble again. I never want to leave. You are not outside. You’re not in my world but You are not outside of my perfect secret dream. That is, because, You created it.

Angels

Tears of Relief

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July 16th, 2025

I, again, am so overwhelmed with this experience I spill tears upon my desk. It rains and rains outside. This is a place that never sees rain. I think it may be your tears, witnessing my freedom, and spilling relief over something you feel responsible for.

Grief. I feel it. I think to say “You are not responsible,” but you take on the burden like a dear friend who vowed to look out for me and failed. It’s okay. As I heard before on my father’s deathbed – him comforting an angel – “It’s okay…”