An Excerpt from Chapter II | Winter: Fragile Yet Infinite

For many of us, midlife includes a “dark night of the soul,” a bleak winter season in which the cold vastness of life is at the same time overwhelming and insufficient. Much of what we formally took for granted is now questioned and broken; it seems only to lead to hopeless desperation. And yet we must continue to live and eat and sleep and work and love those in our lives. We must dive into the deep where darkness abounds. We are invited to explore the vast silence of the universe. We may even be forced to walk alone on a frigid moonscape with no life in sight. But keep walking, my friend.

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I must be in the right place

You reason

I feel warmth and light and calm resistance 

All the while unaware

That searing talons reach towards you

Rays burn deep

Imprinting eternally

Leaving their mark

What can be done?

How do I loosen its grip? 

If I let go

Will I tumble endlessly through the darkness

No tether

No saviour? 

Or is there a place for me

A moment in time when all will align

Gravity will pull me towards my true destiny

My cosmic Home

from ‘Ever felt like a planet orbiting around the wrong sun?’, Chapter II: Winter