The year begins,
Welcome to Psalms in the Heart. This blog is a living journal of inner work—raw, honest, and rooted in connection. Here you’ll find poems, reflections, songs, and insights born from everyday life, spiritual study, and the ongoing struggle between the ego and the desire for truth. These writings are not polished sermons or distant philosophy. They come from the road, the workday, the quiet moments, and the storms of the heart. They explore love of friends, responsibility for one another, faith
The year begins, the ego cries,
1. Awakening – The Point in the Heart
2. Despair – Revelation of Evil
3. First Light – Faith Above Reason
4. Connection – The Ten as the Vessel
5. Faith and Love – The First Degree
The First Degree
Ashes to Flame
Ashes to Flame
Through the Ashes
Through the Ashes
The lies I hear
Scream loud in my ear
They promise, but tear me apart
Desires betray
They lead me astray
Leaving scars in the depth of my heart
The mask I wear
Is heavy with care
And it mocks every prayer that I cry
I stumble, I fall
I feel nothing at all
Just ashes and silence inside
But a hand breaks through
A friend pulls me true
Reminding me I’m not alone
In the pit of despair
They meet me there
And together we carve out a home
The ego fights back
It plans its attack
But we rise, one bundle, one flame
Through faith above reason
In every season
We cry out the Creator’s Name
So though I bleed
It’s love that I need
And it’s love that will carry me still
From the lowest descent
To the heights heaven-sent
His mercy fulfills every will
Your Desire Becomes Mine
YOUR DESIRE BECOMES MINE I looked at you and saw a friend, But never knew where you begin, I carried mine, you carried thine, Until your des...
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Return to your Heart Insist and know the creator is one The creator is behind all that is done To use the evil and love that exists in your...
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Emotions rise and fall Like oceans squalls Tossing and turning Hearts a burning Where does it all lead Why is there so much gree...
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We came as beasts, with teeth and claws, Each guarding self with iron laws. The bread of shame burned in our hand, We’d eat, then choke, on ...