When You Walk With MeMiguel Dean
When you walk with me you may still meet the unwelcome spectre of unexpressed emotions, old fears that you unknowingly concealed, tucked away in the distant corners of your mind and body.
Like huge shadows cast by small creatures on a large wall, these feelings once became magnified, monstrous demons, shrouded in the ugly garments of shame and guilt.
But now, as quickly as they arise, they slink and diminish from the radiance of our union.
When you walk with me through this forgotten landscape, deep in our bones our knowing grows that we could no longer stay and be what we were told we should be.
With one foot in front of the other, one heart beat after another, one tear, one warm, loving smile after another, we journey through this uncharted realm more swiftly and easily now in our togetherness.
When you walk beside me it is our love that illuminates the way when the moon is hidden and the road is dark.
When we rest for a while I will hold you in gentle, strong arms so that you may know that you are safe and you will soften ever more tenderly, to make space for me in your beautiful, precious, heart.
Please leave your grief by the wayside, for the generations of dishonouring that your sisters, mothers and grandmothers have endured and suffered.
You no longer need your weapons of seduction and emotional prowess, that were honed and sharpened in order to redress the balance of the physical strength that was used against you, instead of to protect you.
Let us travel light for the mantle of our growing trust will keep us warm and safe.
Fear not, for when you stumble and trip I will be there to catch you and we shall breathe for a while, together.
This journey that we travel is not for the faint of heart and yet when you walk beside me, my steps are easier and more often now I notice the flowers unfurling and the trees blossoming as we pass.
I hear the buzzard calling it’s encouragement and feel the warmth of the sun against our smiling faces, streaked with newly shed tears of joyous release, sadness and laughter.
O how blessed I am that this adventure found me and that I found you.
The grey mountains are behind us and the green rolling hills stretch ahead into the distance
And I love the feel of the softness of your hand in mine,
When you walk with me.