I might BE in the hardest part of this Journey. Or mayBE I am just cranky and tired and feeling out of sorts.
I feel nothing but fear at taking steps, risky ones and sensible ones alike. I don’t know where any “circle of trust” exists in my Real World. There are circles all right, but they don’t strike me as places to find either safety or encouragement.
I was utterly stunned to read about Quaker Clearness Committees yesterday. I came to see that all that I want is to know that I am safe to try BEcause with safety I could stop berating and shaming myself for all that I’ve fallen short on.
My writing has fallen off. I am unsure of myself. I am scared. I feel I’ve BEcome a bother and nuisance. Enough already.
Love?! No matter what?!
I love you, Currie