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Solar ash a dark pilgrimage
Solar ash a dark pilgrimage








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I’ve seen other bloggers answer this question, have answered it myself, but never before have I been so sure about what is killing me and what is saving me. What is saving your life right now? It’s a question Barbara Brown Taylor asks in her book An Altar in the World. One threatened to drown me, spiraling in the pain and mess of it all the other kept lifting my head above the water and making me laugh and giving me something to love, something to fight for. I have never fucked up as badly nor created anything as beautiful as I did this year.

solar ash a dark pilgrimage

The second: A good thing I did, a story I lived and breathed and refashioned into an audio drama. The first: A bad thing I did, a mistake I made that hurt people, myself included, and from which I’m still reeling. My 30th year on earth was shaped by two forces.










Solar ash a dark pilgrimage