The Healing We Seek
| April 14, 2014
Perhaps we all carry an immemorial
wound, an infinite loss, a self-exile we perpetrate on ourselves. It
turns us into isolated entities stalking the earth in search of what we
think we need—the temporary stays against ennui, despair, loss, and
terror. But sooner or later, the wound can carry us toward its own
remedy, if we only let it.
—Henry Shukman, “Beautiful Storm”
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