The Wounded

True purpose, loyalty, integrity, wisdom, courage, faith, humility, honor, forgiveness, to and for our God, and ourselves. The journey per se can be excruciatingly painful and filled with unfathomable loss. Throughout my training a review of Carl Jung and the ‘shadow side’. The existential chasm into the depth of our darkness. Quietly individuals enter solitude, monastic silence to search the heart of the soul. Pain recedes into blissful yet torturous dying. And so, it was there that I met Him. On a hillside, cold rain, soaking my siwash sweater, drenching my hair. My gum boots glistened in the damp sunlight a knowing. Many years, many footsteps. Grateful to have breath, to feel the sun, to grow in grace, not bitterness. To watch the shadows, touch the mountain tops, to recognize the deep part of me that no one knows. Sacred softness. Welcomed prayerful silence, to make mistakes, unbridled beauty in walking alone, yet not alone. How pain transmuted brings tranquil freedom. ™