I realized after reading about prostration -- the act of lying, face-down, on the ground in supplication to a higher power or the universe -- that my prostration has been for a number of years. Surrender happens slowly, in drips, and it isn't until you notice the puddle around you that you realize what has happened. And that is good.
Surrender can be the greatest relief. Or so I hear.
ReplyDeleteThat picture is exactly how I feel today.
ReplyDeleteI don't think anyone knows it like you do ....
ReplyDeleteYes...
ReplyDeleteafter the surrender....the laundry.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Kim...
Yes, indeedy! Surrender/prostrate/let go, and crack open a beer.
ReplyDeletei hope some good comes from prostration ... does it not? please share! :)
ReplyDeleteYou do not strike me as someone who has prostrated herself or surrendered in any way. From here, it seems like you're fighting the good fight every day.
ReplyDeleteI think this relates to the light Oliver--and all of us--sees in your face.
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