We are excited to share this small glimpse into what February holds for you. Here is an excerpt from “The End of Secrets” by Esther Emery.
I have kept my humanness in my secrets. I have made them the sanctuary of my self-worth: the place the critics cannot reach. I have woven my own healing, strand by strand and breath by breath.
I thought of birds, leaving a nest.
Don’t doubt that in my secret spaces I have hidden ugly things. My long history of disordered and obsessive eating, childhood shame, perpetuating self-destructive and addictive tendencies, one particularly unappealing past mistake.
But I have hidden beautiful things, too. The silent shelter of tall trees and light on grasses. The astonishing beauty of survival. Perseverance. The breath of life, rising and falling, against a backdrop of mortality.
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Latest posts by Esther Emery (see all)
- Why I Live in a Yurt, Off the Grid, in Idaho;Or: The Empty Space - August 29, 2016
- In Which This Is a Change, But It Isn’t a Goodbye - February 10, 2016
- What Revelation Has To Do With the Cheshire Cat (And Other Things I Didn’t Know) - January 13, 2016