Rough Gods. Orphan Wisdom Nights of Grief and Mystery
Eugene Gendlin Focusing
i went there, to look for understanding. After a Lot, what finally stood. the word Betrayal. FeltSense. Strong and Sure. If i were to quit it would be a betrayal. of what?
Back again, always circle back and around, always and back to that paraphrase from Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves….
Stand and face what you know.
those words have held me for Years. Through so much. To turn, walk away, now…would be betrayal. i will continue to understand all that would be betrayed, to sift through and find the small stones that shine. But immediately, i think, and this might change, i think i would be Betraying this Hill and what it offers. I would be betraying the Love between the person of Emrie and i. The "contract" between me, Jenny and Alyssia. The contract between me and the Goats. So, ok.
contract…Caroline Myss
and the basket on the opposite bench said….look. i did and pieces came together. The Land of the Rough Gods.

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