”Despair can come from deep grief, but it can also be a defense against the risks of bitter disappointment and shattering heartbreak. Resignation and cynicism are easier, more self-soothing postures that do not require the raw vulnerability and tragic risk of hope. To choose hope is to step firmly forward into the howling wind, baring one’s chest to the elements, knowing that, in time, the storm will pass. (…) Despair turns us inwards. Hope sends us into the arms of others.”
– Desmond Tutu
Challenging crossroads so, with renaissance in mind, off to a banquet I in a non cage, a walk with Lazarus. Jungle Cave stop here to-get-her wandering stones watching a storm is not the weather.
Places talk in so many ways, from words to stones, its gods to its t-ears, about belonging or not.
If it got to be a challenge, a threat might have been turned into challenging crossroads so, with renaissance in mind, off to…
(Also based on petrichor and a ”I wish we’d talked before you thought it off and waited until nothing while it was already yours, pacing at the crossroads.”)
”We could say that our desire for happiness is, in a way, an attempt to rediscover our original state of mind.”
– Jinpa
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