“Once, I can’t remember, I was long ago, someone strange. I was innocent and wise, and full of pain. Now that I’m a woman, everything has changed. Once, when I was searching, somewhere out of reach, far away, in a place I could not find, or heart obey. Now that I’m a woman, everything is strange.” – Amalthea from The Last Unicorn.
A walk in the woods. Autumn of 2015. September in Alaska.
“It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal wounds that have not healed.” ~Horace