A wound, the wind, a word, a parent.
Sometimes we wait in a helpless way,
awkwardly, not whole and not healed.
When we hid the wound, we fell back
from a human to a shelled life.
~ Robert Bly
from Stealing Sugar from the Castle
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Wednesday, December 1, 2021
what caused us each to live hidden?
A wound, the wind, a word, a parent.
Sometimes we wait in a helpless way,
awkwardly, not whole and not healed.
When we hid the wound, we fell back
from a human to a shelled life.
~ Robert Bly
from Stealing Sugar from the Castle
.
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So many wounded; our own wounds and the knock-on potential of those protective shells make open-heartedness an act of will and courage.
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