Barbara Tifft
Mar 31, 2024

And so begins the numbing, sandwiched between layers and layers of pain blocking fat.

Weight carried for fifty years until it threatens existence of the host. Time to release the subcutaneous into consciousness and feel the fear, anger, grief buried so long ago. Let the dark energy, stored as dark matter, go out into the universe to be absorbed and dissipated and to be made harmless. Let the sick self heal and rise to run toward the morning sun.

Barbara Tifft

writer, empath, artist, earth traveler, lover of all things wild.