the middle path.

Yesterday evening Eldest Sis (my soul-sister; wisdom whisperer; forever sage) reminded me to walk the middle path, “-and do not succumb to ideals nor…” She paused, grasping air as she attempted to retrieve the right word. “Norm?” I supplied to her. “Ideals and norms,” she repeated in agreement. “Our society’s view is often too monocular – … More the middle path.

“I feared disappearing from the liberation I’d gained abroad.”

A timeless, relatable piece by Third Sis, written years ago, unearthed (yet again) this morning; “I feared disappearing from the liberation I’d gained abroad. I feared that my personal metamorphosis or whatever freedom of the soul I’d achieved when I was alone, away from the expectations and noise from my immediate world, would be taken … More “I feared disappearing from the liberation I’d gained abroad.”

January 11, 2016.

I have this belief, wayward and ridiculous though it may be, that if I don’t write something down – it doesn’t become Truth. Something isn’t real unless I put them in words. It has now been nearly a-year-and-a-half since the untying of a longstanding, tight knot. I am still unable to write it down, much … More January 11, 2016.

“The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure-“

“The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things … More “The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure-“