I WILL

       I will not ~ 

I will not suppress the truth of my lived experience. 

I will not brush lightly over the terrible cost I have paid for your actions. 

I will not forbear the artistic recolouring of the circumstances of my life. 

I will not carry the weight of your convenient denial. 

I will not avert my gaze from your complicity, your failure, or your guilt. 

I will not validate your actions by accepting your excuses. 

I will not wear the dysfunction of lives that are not my own. 

I will not be defined by events that were not of my making, volition, or intent. 

I will not power your personal redemption with the force of my life, my goodness, or my charity. 

What was done, was done.  

       I will ~ 

I will find my own peace with it. 

Don't say a word

              

                   

S      I            L     

   E      N    

     C   E     

                    

Untorn

silence

like

a

membrane

untorn

and
on

the

other

side

clear

air

I need to breathe

What burns

It won't be in vain

To swallow all your pain

And learn to love what burns

And gather courage to return

dreamlife

We talk about dreams as if they are distant, insubstantial, unlikely.

And yet they are the colour and movement that wash through our minds all through the secret hours of darkness. They whisper to us in their strange, ancient language of all the things that we turn away from in our busy wakefulness. 

Stripped of the hard edges of our daily expectation, our hidden desires, our fears, our deepest yearnings are drawn in clear, flowing lines, a tableau where our most precious insights are illuminated. 

This is the land where I roam lightly, where I meet angels and slay monsters, fly over forests and glide under oceans, solve mysteries and save innocents. It's where I live in countless houses, I speak every tongue, I am young, I am old, I am male, I am female, I am neither and I am both. I wear a thousand faces and  I am wrapped in a thousand embraces. 

It's the place where I am hunted by wisdom and found by truth. 

It's where I touch the beating heart of story. 

On this night, again

All is healed

all is health.

High summer holds the earth.

Hearts all whole. 

On this night

sure 

on this shining night

of star-made shadows round

kindness must watch for me