It's been a rough week. I haven't posted because I have been in darkness. But, as always, darkness has it's uses in pointing out the Light.For the past 10 years or so since my face has really started change, I have hidden. I don't post pictures of myself and I have avoided seeing people from my past. I've been trying to control something that is uncontrollable and it's exhausting.So, I've decided it's time to show myself. My body is not what I hoped for, but I can't hide for the rest of my life. I have to accept what I am. Next week Abby of the Arts is publishing an interview with me and a photo will be published. It's funny that I have shared many intimate spiritual experiences here but this is what gives me pause. I don't mean to be narcissistic, I am grateful for you bearing with me on this one! It's a big deal for me to share this, deep breath...Here is a picture of me in Paris at Notre Dame before I became ill in 1987:Here is a picture of me now. Not a great picture, but I took it myself with a timer:Here is my right hand fully extended:That's me, but only part of me. Maybe now I will be freer. Thank you for indulging me and being here to share this with.Onto the next challenge...
The Cracked Vessel
Here I am
lost
empty
unhinged
So hollow
that any knock
reverberates
a gong in my ancient earOverpowering sound of the world
you demand entrance
but your demands are
slowly fracturing meA fragile vessel
worn by timec
racked
sundered
decayedFill me
oh fill me up with Your Light
so that from my fractured self
some honeyed Light may
drip
from me
to you.
-Sybil Archibald
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