A New Moon Solstice Poem: When I go inside the winter of my own being touching the places of cold and dark when I soften to the snowy places of my heart’s longing I find ease Solace in this Sanctuary of Earthly Creation I rejoice with all my Brothers and Sisters Hoping that each
Your confusion is not pathology, it is path. It has something to reveal to you that clarity and certainty could never, ever show you. The nature of confusion is wisdom, but you must make a home for it within you to receive its mysteries. Your feeling of disconnection is not neurotic,