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Hiding is Given a Bad Rap

June 8, 2021

Hiding is Given a Bad Rap

By Amba Gale

Sometimes
it’s time to hide,
to go deep inside the well
to descend
into the whirlpool
of wounds,
of losses and griefs
that ask to inhabit
your mind and heart
for a while.

There, you have good
and necessary work to do, to let your wounds
bring you to compassion.

Within this time,
while you follow the slow and circuitous path
of your heart,
remember to love yourself,
care for yourself while
feeling your way through the pain.

Know the rawness of your griefs.
You and they are trustworthy.

You must listen to them speak,
transforming you and softening your heart.

Finally, when you emerge,
you gather yourself,
become one with yourself,
and emerge from that deep well

able to be an open heart,
able to show an open face,
able to come alive,
able to be
blessed by a welcoming, listening world.

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