Writing my way from darkness back into light
I love foxglove, and not just because its poisonous, it’s beautiful. I don’t like how the flowers trumpet down and I wanted to see from the other end. I found it exhilarating. Sometimes being upside-down is more blessing than trial.
…thy name is anxiety.
I don’t know if I’m in a full-blown crisis yet, but naming your demons is the first step in taming them.
This isn’t my photo. I found it on BlueSky. It just spoke to me. The single branch swamped in dark water with a single red breasted robin on it’s arthritic finger. It is a story of rebirth, renewal and recovery from a dark and solitary life to the freedom of a bird to soar on the winds of time. Too dramatic? Possibly. I just really like this picture, it gives me hope.
Blogging From The Void 