Among his possessions, I find remnants of his former life. A dust-encrusted black-and-white photo of him lovingly embracing his former partner and their son. A letter of adoration from his youngest daughter. The charred remains of a painting by his eldest, a family silhouette of children and parents frolicking on the beach. As I clean, I wonder: am I helping to clean the stains of the past or desecrating a shrine.
Tag: Letting Go
This Ol House: A Journey of Renovation and Renewal
“There is an energy here… unlike any I have felt in other places. It creates a cocoon… a powerful catalyst for the deep to flow.”
Primal Scream
“I am more awake than I have ever been… yet reeling from the dream.”
Frozen Moments
With the cocks crow,
I feel the abrupt transition
From the spaciousness and peace of twilight to the harsh glare of day.
An unwelcome prelude to the bustle of locals and tourists going about their business…
A small, mottled cat arrives beside me and rubs against my leg…
As if she senses at once,
My aversion to human company and my need for affection.
The Sound of Her Voice 