I desperately need a time-out from my life. I wish I knew how to get one. I read the Secret Life of Bees again recently, and found some paragraphs that were comforting.
“I started thinking about the world loaded with disguised Marys sitting all over the place and hidden red hearts tucked about that people could rub and touch, only we didn’t recognize them.” p142
“The first week at August’s was a consolation, a pure relief. The world will give you that once in a while, a brief time-out; the boxing bell rings and you go to your corner, where somebody else dabs mercy on your beat-up life.” p82
How funny to come across your website when I was just trying to find the exact quote in Sue Monk Kidd’s book in order to add an entry to my own website! I was rereading her book also, because I was in a funk, not as drastic as you are experiencing now…that happened when I lived in Iowa, so I ache for you. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to be living with August? I almost want to bathe in good honey harvested from happy bees. Then I would feel more confident in my own journey of bringing the Goddess’ shakti to the Catholic Church.