I’ve been struggling to fully accept my present these last few days. Wanting to close the gap between a future where I’m all healed and a present where I am not. And then this image, followed by these words, emerged from my unconscious.
‘Go North,’ said the wind – and I was desperate to go South.
‘What do you think lies North?’ said the wind.
‘Cold, wet and bitterness,’ I said.
‘If you keep going North,’ said the wind, ‘You’ll eventually land up South. Fight me, and you’ll stay just where you are.’
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