I’m posting the first paragraph of the poet, Rachel Snyder, who I’ve highlighted here a couple of times now…to read the rest of the poem go to her blog. She is awesomely inspiring and seems to know something about the roads we tread.
When times are unsettled,
There is no place to go but deeper, and deeper still
You must excavate and as you do,
calcified residue of old ways will be thrown up in your face
You will taste it on your lips and gag as you swallow more than you want to
And then, after what feels like an eternity
You will feel a new radiance rise up in place of the old.