Stigmata

This is my burn in the shape of a rose. This is my Juan Diego moment; this is when Mary has physically touched my life. Picture St. Renegade's heart all mashed up in her chest, and then imagine letting all the light get in, which also lets all the light get out, and then there was light everywhere and my arms wouldn't stop tingling. The retreat center was MetaphorLand, I was breathing meaning all day, and so many thoughts are jumping from my big heart to my big brain that I feel like I'm coughing up rose petals. I want you to listen to the song "Method Acting" by Bright Eyes. I want you to know that I love you.