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Cocooned

  • Austin Repath
  • Sep 26, 2020
  • 1 min read

I am alive, content within my small world of loving wife and dear friends. And yet I struggle. My inner source who once gave me meaning and guidance seems to have abandon me and the outer world with its chaos and dysfunction seems to have taken over my life? How to come to terms with the emptiness within and the chaos without.

The best I can do is tell myself that this moment in my life is akin to an earthbound caterpillar, who safe within his cocoon unconsciously awaits his next life, a winged butterfly, about to fly off into "the true blue dream of sky." (Cummings

).

Dare I hope, ,in the fall of my life, for an Indian Summer; or is this but a foreshadowing of my death. I hope it it the former.

 
 
 

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(This photo: adapted from Camino de Santiago, June 2011 by Fresco Tours (Flickr.com/CCby2.0)

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