Written on January 14<\/p>\n
I feel like a tiny useless lump.\u00a0 I desperately need refuge.\u00a0 I want to curl up and hide and I want some very loving being to put her arms around me and say \u201cthere there.\u201d<\/p>\n
I look out my window and see bright sun on snow with blue shadows, and it feels so cold and scary.\u00a0 I wish I knew what this is, this place I am.\u00a0 I so badly want someone else to come and rescue me, but I don\u2019t see any way that could happen.\u00a0 If I could just step back from myself and see this person who is suffering and feel compassion for her.<\/p>\n
[The pieces from Francis Weller that I posted on February 12<\/a> describe this state exactly and comforted me greatly.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Written on January 14 I feel like a tiny useless lump.\u00a0 I desperately need refuge.\u00a0 I want to curl up and hide and I want some very loving being to put her arms around me and say \u201cthere there.\u201d I … Continue reading