Through communication we open to ourselves and others.

Through writing I find something that perhaps I would not have found if I had merely thought about it.


~ Sivitri

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

We arrive alone and we leave alone...

Sometimes the loneliness stings. Sometimes it feels like a deep, inexplicable ache. It rises and recedes. Sometimes the space is wide and freeing and sometimes it strangles and suffocates. If I don't float away the reality bites.

Photograph: Noel S. Oszvald

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