Dearest and Beloved, Cause of All,

Yesterday was a bad day for me.  It seems that my soul searches, of its own accord, for moments with You from my daily storehouses of thought and deed.

My soul cannot be nurtured by past memories, nor future dreams.  It is only as I experience life here and now, in the present, that it is fed.  And since I have been filling this storehouse with thoughts of guilt, worry and fear about the past and future, how could I not be in anguish?  I couldn’t find you through the barrier of what did not exist.  All I could find was the darkness I was filling my mind with.  I panicked.  My depression is really just a spiritual hungering for You.

Thank you, Heart of my heart, Love of my love, for giving me the eyes to see this with!

Forever and Always,