I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me. ― Anaïs Nin
It’s possible I am pushing through solid rock in flintlike layers, as the ore lies, alone; I am such a long way in I see no way through, and no space: everything is close to my face, and everything close to my face is stone. I don’t have much knowledge yet in grief so this […]
The transformation process always happens inside out.