To know oneself is, above all, to know what one lacks.
— Flannery O’Connor
Discovering myself and growing in my understanding of life
through the intricacies and complexities of the Enneagram.
Marinating in its wisdom
and finding much needed growth,
growth that I’ve been wanting and craving for, for so long.
Heather Horton, “Morning at the Stone House”
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
— Robert Frost
Especially when you’re not here
miss you – miss you.
photo Willy Vanderperre, Géometrie Exhibition, 1999
Your hurtful words left their marks on me
But this time they only went skin-deep
There’s no sign of them on my soul.
Image: Pinterest, Pinterest
Heather Horton, “Ghosts in the Sun”
I always find beauty in an unmade bed
especially one caressed by the sun.
The creases and folds that had earlier enveloped one’s body and soul
become a highlighted reminder that when we rise each new day
we leave behind the dishevelled and messy layer of yesterday.