Me and My Shadows

It's not the darkness, this time of year, because it's our beautiful weather time, so we stay connected to outdoors. But it is the Darkness, of withdrawal. Not the healthy productive Solitude, but the "left behind" kind.

There is too much upheaval and pain in this small house right now, a big splatter-mess of projection and misery.

Not how you want to go into Christmas. Although, makes you yearn even harder to end this messy, fateful year. And project hopes for fresh energy, new directions, a calming of the waters for the next.

I think I'll go walk the beach, and hand my shadows over to that great ocean that accepts our sorrows and transforms them, one wave at a time.