Desert Moon

Desert Moon,
originally uploaded by ObedientMuse.

I love my world! This moonset is a wonderful occurrence in my space, in my back yard. I can't believe I'm here; I am alive in this world. I wish you could know where I came from, you'd know what an amazing process life is when you have hope. Just a little, a smidgeon of hope can keep one going until something changes. It's not always a dramatic change, but those little changes ever flowing toward some destination that keeps the river moving, carving stone and making a difference in a person’s landscape.

The most destructive thing one human can do to another isn't on the outside. It's more intimate, more personal, more evil than any physical scars can show. The invisible scars: only visible to those who also process similar scars. We can recognize each other in a crowd, by the avoidance of eye contact, the bow of a head, the acquiescence of personal space, the half smile of someone who wants to beam a smile but is too afraid to let their inner self show. When one human usurps the personal power of another, makes them second guess themselves, makes them not trust their desires or intuitions, that is life destroying. No therapy will repair that kind of destruction. That is equal to putting a human on the edge of a mighty precipice and saying, ‘if you feel you’re going to fall, don’t trust it, but stand still, do not try and save yourself’. That is torture of the worst kind. You, eventually, are your own jailer.