photo Sandrine Zondervan
Imagine meeting someone who understood even the dustiest corners of your mixed-up soul.
Continuing to explore the dustiest corners of my mixed-up soul via the Enneagram and beginning to see it as someone, an ancient, literary friend of sorts…
who’s helping me understand exactly who I am.
“Our deepest calling is to grow into our own authentic selfhood, whether or not it conforms to some image of who we ought to be.”
— Parker J. Palmer
photos Boris Ovini
Working daily in the messy compost pile of my life.
Digging deep and turning it over.
Searching through the festering, decaying soil
for signs of life, death and resurrection.
Discovering that there in my dirt
lies new life.
photos by Natalia Drepina
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Learning to understand that the wounds that come through life are sacred wounds.
They come to destroy my false self
to get me down to something deeper
a truer expression of who I am.
photos by An Le