When working in Mental Health I did notice that some colleagues pointed out to me that in some of my writings I was 'disclosing' things about my life, and that this somehow maybe wasn't such a good idea...and I never really fully understood why.
I know that following disclosure comes a massive 'wave' of blackness as the mind tries to 'take it all back and hide it deep'...and that wave is very frightening indeed and very isolating, somewhat torturous, but at the same time, I think that if you just keep saying the truth about your life, eventually, decades later, you do realise what it is...you actually do 'arrive on the shore' and see the power of that 'Great Sea' of turmoil and isolation and cold fear, but from a distance, there on the warm sand where other people are and have always been.
You can sometimes even lie down on the sunny airy sand, relax just a little, look around and see some really nice looking people there, hear some music, have an ice cream, walk along with someone you love, unafraid, and even enjoy the sound of the Great Rhythms of all the Seas, not just the Dark One.
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