Saturday, November 24, 2012

12/17/94

It is like I am on a long canyon trail.  The rock walls rise up steeply along either side of the gorge, and there is precious little sun.  The shadows are chilly + damp and omnipresent.  I have been told by the guide that the trail leads to a beautiful place of healing, but from where I am on the trail I cannot see that.  The trail is narrow + slippery and I have to pay close attention.  Shoney is there too and we are both scared and stretched to our limit.  Demons come and I have to concentrate on seeing through them.  Walking becomes very difficult and slippery and sometimes every step is a struggle.  We are cold.  We long for the sun.  Yet it is an adventure, and in its own way, strikingly beautiful.