The Journey Back in Time, as Sylvia Kay This Life...:
The Journey
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| Shades - Art by Sylvia Kay |
I wander
Through dead and dying glades
I hunger
Howling like the wind I blow
Friendship's ashes
To and fro
Rose petal dreams like dust
I scatter
Moving on to where
Life matters
At the end of my marriage, almost twenty years before writing this book, I found myself standing in what felt like a pool of blood and guts and they were mine. Somehow, I had to find a way to put them back inside. I had no idea how to do this. I’d worked hard at my marriage and I’d done the very best I knew how. Nonetheless, I felt what I’d done was terribly wrong somehow, because in spite of doing my best, it felt like a disaster. I had to find the mistake – where I’d taken the wrong turns. Otherwise, I could see I would just keep repeating the disaster with everything I would do. The mistake, whatever it was, I knew was inside me. I had to find it and revise how I was inside. I felt certain, if I could simplify and work my way backward through my experiences, I could ferret out the errors and find a place that was solid and “good”. From here, it would be possible to begin growing again. As a result, I began to let go: simplifying and digging inside; examining everything carefully, looking for what was in error as well as for what might be solid ground...
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