Some days the exile seems too much. The busy world has no time, turns a deaf ear to the soul and connection, left alone with our sorrow the burden becomes too heavy, at times crippling. Why is our society so switched off in so many ways? Sometimes the deafening silence in the face of grief just breaks my heart. The wilderness reasserts its hold on our joy obliterating it.
Believe me I know this will pass but lately it has all felt too much.
Emerging From The Dark Night 
trying to find your first post about the dark night. can you send me the link? i’m interested in where you began this wordpress journey…
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I will chase it up.later when I have access to my computer I believe I made my first post on 26 December 2013. I was encouraged to start when another person using WP An Upturned Soul published a poem. She helped me make a start but I’d been writing about my journey privately for 8 years prior snd journalling since the age of 6.
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we need to be ok with being different from the masses. don’t try to be one with these people, most don’t know what it truly means to live a spiritual life. at first, the difficulty might be that we feel alone, separate, disconnected from everyone else, and you think that is what you need, but over time you will find that this solace you find yourself in, is exactly what you need. it feeds your spirit. it allows you to realize who you are. it continuously reminds you that you are not them, that you have found your purpose, even though you may not think you have, it is staring you in the face. this is the difficulty, the challenge, the struggle. by nature, those who have found their purpose and meaning in life, who are connecting to the other side, do not fit in. embrace it.
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Thank you this makes perfect sense. I do appreciate it. ❤⚘
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Yes, the feeling of exile shall pass as new seasons keep evolving ..
“New Horizons”
The calm whispering sky
Becomes the morning’s warm foot-bath
While doggie paws wander on the winding path
Dawn’s old cogs begin turning
Rusty axles are slowly rotating
Daytime wheels start rolling
Time never stops revolving
New seasons always keep evolving
And summertime lights up new horizons
https://youtu.be/yJwk17qqKK4
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Beautiful as usual. ❤⚘
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Thank you Deb .. it’s a beautiful day down here … how is it up your way 😃🌏
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I just read this and thought of you.. Do you know the poem, Ivor?
its only one stanza
The great clock of your life
is slowing down,
and the small clocks run wild.
For this you were born.
You have cried to the wind
and heard the wind’s reply:
“I did not choose the way,
the way chose me.”
You have tasted the fire on your tongue
till it is swollen black
with a prophetic joy:
“Burn with me!
The only music is time,
The only dance is love.”
Stanley Kunitz
mainly sunny with some cloud and warm Ivor,.. very warm.
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A truly wonderful poem Deb … I’ll file it away into my poetry collections … Thank you kindly Deb .. 💛🌏😍
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My pleasure i will send you the whole thing when I can Ivor.. hugs
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Thank you Deb ..💛🤗🌏
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Hang in there, it will pass. ❤️
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Thank you ❤
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I hear you. Hold on through this difficult path of your journey. ❤️
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It has broken a bit today but I know its Venus Pluto as it hit the exact aspect over the weekend and when it beings to move back in a few days it will rehit it so a lot is being stirred up for our evolution. As you said we just have to keep processing to throw off the old patterns.. much love..<3
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