I have been reading that anxiety and panic can produce intrusive; disturbing thoughts and feelings that are hard or seemingly impossible to resist. I have struggled with anxiety and stress this year in
Listening intentionally; intently to another's burdens can leave me feeling burdened and numb. I am now a counsellor and have chosen to tread very deliberately onto this winding path of another's journey past.
A waft of burnt out scent reminds me that death cometh. I look into the flame of the next and see myself frail and unsteadied; by the slightest breeze. I am reminded that
Sweep me off my feet. Give me something to believe. Lead my tread down the cliffs, that slide to the sea of sorrow. It's been a long time since I felt the salt
I find myself with an hour to spare after a day of assisting a young man to understand why he has to learn, and how to read, and write what he is learning