The Torn Corner

At the same time that I might won­der at the beauty of the world I live in, some­times a dark cor­ner grows. Most of the time I ignore it or I make up another story about it to make it fit with the view of the world I want to have. I just don’t want to see what is…I will go to great lengths to avoid the sim­plic­ity of real­ity. So what is the one thing I don’t want to talk about? What do I not want to hear about? What do I want to run from with Rose, with you, with work, with me? What is that thing? Ask that, look at that, get help with that very thing. Say it. When I do that I get to make choices and I get the relief of know­ing (in all of me) what the truth is. I will still have blind spots and places where a lit­tle more light needs to shine. Enlight­en­ment (to me) is not the sud­den, bright light fill­ing the whole sky; it is the process of see­ing the small, dawn­ing light emerg­ing where there was a shadow just a sec­ond ago.