When they slam the door but leave the window open…it is simply a tentative peek through the crack at the sunshine that they long for…but cannot summon the courage to risk burning their vulnerable “skin.”
So…they sit by the window and daydream…from days to months to years, until aging is moving like a wildfire crossing paths and burning the foundation…devouring what was never bravely lived…a haunting, sacred truth.…
and now…time is even closer to its destination.
Live, take risks, love…because time IS even closer to its destination.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
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