Healing scars
Mar. 14th, 2004 06:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theatokosI have sat in the sun on my building roof in my bikini top - scars out for all to see. The sun felt delightful. I finished a book on the mythology of Athena. I am plodding through the Vatican's "On the Dignity and Vocation of Women". Ho hum. I am alternately listening to mellow peaceful music or songs I can sing along to. I have been staring out the window at the sun setting behind the Golden Gate Bridge, pondering patience and wondering how we learn how not to make the same mistakes over and over.
I feel on the verge of maturity, of a solid deep balance, within myself and with the many pieces of my life that I feeled called to pursue. But I have to break down a few walls and jump a few hurdles and I am scared and tired of change. I need a resting place. I am that place, but sometimes I am too weak to support myself.
Must plod on. Must get sushi.
I feel on the verge of maturity, of a solid deep balance, within myself and with the many pieces of my life that I feeled called to pursue. But I have to break down a few walls and jump a few hurdles and I am scared and tired of change. I need a resting place. I am that place, but sometimes I am too weak to support myself.
Must plod on. Must get sushi.