Pen and ink drawing.
A time when that which is turned away from the brightness of day comes round into full view.
Reflected in a bottomless, shining obsidian pool.
Now all that’s left is to sort out the pieces of truth from illusion, hammer it all back into shape after the funhouse distortions that are done to both in the lunar mind.
This is not news to me:
“Repressed and suppressed feelings require counter-energy to keep them submerged. It takes energy to hold down our feelings. As these feelings are relinquished, the energy that had been holding down the negativity is now freed for constructive uses.”
― David R. Hawkins, Letting Go: The Pathway of Surrender
Neither is this:
“We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy. (10)”
― Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heartfelt Advice for Hard Times
So it’s unfortunate that i’m not enlightened and mindful all the time…
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