I am a collector of words

Words feed me, free me, comfort, uplift and heal me. I've been saving my favorites in books, handwritten over the years and thought that perhaps in sharing them, not only am I preserving them for myself, but perhaps others may also find healing in them as I have.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Suffering

"Suffering unhouses and dislocates you.  Suffering is the arrival of darkness from an angle you never expected.  The dark squall of suffering dismantles belonging and darkens the mind.  It rips the fragile net of meaning to shreds.  Like a dark tide, it comes in a torrent over every shoreline of your inner world.   Nothing can hold it back.  When you endure such a night, you never forget it.   You are visited and claimed by a nothingness which has neither contour or texture.   You are utterly unhoused." 

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