avoidance
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Silent Stories have guards. The ones that cannot be told. Wrap themselves Hide themselves Find a dark place And without permission Without choice Build their fortress. Build their army. Hidden to protect. Hidden to fester. Hidden to haunt. The story doesn’t go away. It lies there, day after cruel day. In its own great devouring. …
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‘It is the paradox of spiritual growth that through such bleak winter journeys we eventually come through a hidden door into a bright field of springtime that we could never have discovered otherwise’ (John O Donohue, Divine Beauty) This feels better, healthier than ‘All things are for a reason’ cliche. Even if both are virtually…
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Take a moment and have a look at this photo. What do you notice? The Misty shrouded mountain top? The Stone wall? The Green fields? As I stood and looked at this scene just before Christmas, the thing I noticed was the gaps. Gaps. Intentional spaces between a barrier, or border, space left open. A…
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It rained today. Actually, where I was, it more than rained today Rain bounced off the roof today Rain flooded the cafe patio where I was today And it deluged the country lanes off North Yorkshire today for about 4 hours. And it was so bad, and spectacular some people took photos of it. So…
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No thanks I’d rather pretend the shit didn’t exist thank you very much I’d rather add a whole layer of other stuff on top of it I’d rather pretend that the shit was actually roses without any thorns I’d rather do avoid the shit, and run and hide away I’d rather distract from the shit…
James Ballantyne 