In many ways. I have to be thankful that I'm able to dive down to the bottom and crawl back out. I spend days in the fog of my own war, but emerge, eventually. Progress has been spotty. Still, I need to fete the gains and integrate those tiny crumbs of insight, rather than indulge the impatience that laps at my mind. Life is a beautiful mystery and revelations are rare. I need to embrace the mystery. I want to worship the mystery and forgive myself for seeking explanation at every turn.
I take yarn and make half-assed attempts at knitting things. It's about process, not product. My goal is to knit myself back together and it won't be pretty.
Thursday, November 9, 2017
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