Recent events caused me to reflect on the reality of mortality. Perhaps due to my unconscious ability to compartmentalize (ignore) pieces of my life, I needs must find a time and place to force myself into pondering the items stored in my "Do Not Disturb" closet.
[It turns out this process is mentally and emotionally breaking. There exist pieces within me far too deep in shadow to uncover for inspection. Of those pieces I managed to uncover, few chose to embrace the light.]
As I climb back out of this "Pit of Despair," I tend to my wounds and embrace my new-found self-truths. Suddenly my world is alive.
Life is beautiful.
Hope lives on.
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I think Trulee, that you often almost come to the brink of something and that you always fail to uncover it. That is how your writing is. That is what makes it so compelling! I like it when you really reach into yourself and don't understand what you found. But I think you should write more for sure and really get to the darkness.
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