It has been a long and arduous journey…

A journey of walking through darkness

Walking through the narrow thorny way..

I have despaired at times – 

Given up.

Sat on the floor – lost!

Sobbing hard

Blinded by my pain, blinded by my tears

But the light called me on.

I don’t know how,

But I got up

again and again – 

I walked with the pebble of Sorrow in my shoe.

I walked and walked…

I carried Grief

like a heavy pack on my back.

I didn’t know the road…

But I put one foot in front of the other.

I found a resting place or two

along the way…

A Japanese Bathhouse…

The healing hands of a masseuse…

Breaking down the hardening of my shell…

I didn’t want to get hard

I wanted my heart to stay soft.

Though I wept more not less

I chose to keep my heart of flesh.

I got to know my darkness.

And after awhile

I was not afraid of the dark.

I learnt to see in the dark.

I saw my shadows.

I learnt that I had to carry

my darkness with my light.

The two are one

Integrated, I am whole.

I am ready now

to walk again.

To begin my own ‘Camino’…

To take the pebble out from my shoe..

To swap my heavy pack for a lighter day pack..

I trust completely in the Path…

It will lead me –

And I will follow.

Because of the darkness

I have become the light.

I hold both together – in me.