"This is uncharted territory. It's dark, moist, bloody, and lonely. I see no allies, no comfort, no signs out. I feel scraped open and raw. I look for dismembered parts of myself - something recognizable - but there are only fragments and I don't know how to put them together. This is unlike any struggle I've had before. It's not the conquest of the other; it's coming face to face with myself. I walk naked looking for the Mother. Looking to reclaim the parts of myself that have not seen the light of day. They must be here in the darkness. They wait for me to find them because they no longer trust. I have disowned them before. They are my treasures but I have to dig for them. This journey is not about some fairy godmother showing me the way out. I dig... for patience, for courage to endure the dark, for the perseverance not to rise to the light prematurely, cutting short my meeting with the Mother."
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