Monday, November 10, 2008
Day 9 - the source of meaning
i don't know where hope springs from, but it does. given half a chance, it does. what i have been most astounded by, most in love with, on my long long journey of healing, is the light that comes in after we open ourselves, even if that opening means breaking open the most brackish, god-awful pain at first. after the pain, comes the light. this is a miracle to me. it is, just by itself, the source of my faith.