Whatever webs we get caught in, we are still free within, for within meditation, you are an incredibly deep, beautiful creature, and one with that which loves you infinitely and is you.
I have been rocked. I have been shaken at my core. I have been tormented every night relentlessly by the thoughts that never leave. It is hard to accept myself for the wounds that they left me for. It is hard to think I can heal, when they didn’t give me the chance to do so under the circumstances of what I though was care. They couldn’t bare to share the distress, the distortion of the image of a perfect life. I was claimed by the whims of honest depth of reality, the nature of growing older and making mistakes. They couldn’t bare to see me anymore, so they renounced ties, a family I thought I once had.