Insightful post by Harlon. M

A Patient Voice

In the spirit of my previous Gone Fishing posts

from when I needed to take some time off, I am borrowing the words of another that resonate quite profoundly with me in this moment.


is a way of staying alive. Hiding is a way of holding ourselves until we are ready to come into the light. Even hiding the truth from ourselves can be a way to come to what we need in our own necessary time. Hiding is one of the brilliant and virtuoso practices of almost every part of the natural world: the protective quiet of an icy northern landscape, the held bud of a future summer rose, the snow bound internal pulse of the hibernating bear. Hiding is underestimated. We are hidden by life in our mother’s womb until we grow and ready ourselves for our first appearance in the lighted world; to…

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