|sharing with A Rural Journal and Snippets from Springdale|
I found this texture on flickr but when I downloaded it all I got was numbers instead of a file name so I don't know to whom it belongs. sorry! so sorry. if you know, please, name it on the comments. thanks. today autumn looked like himself: windy and rainy all day long. strong showers once in a while. brave people on the street on a rainy Sunday. and I've a wild wolf on my stomach. pure rage. last monday I started reducing the anti-depressant and I believe it's the lack of it. since I don't want to bother my doctor on a Sunday I already took an extra pill. all I want is that it go away. I'm very angry with myself, so angry I almost lost my mind. I don't like this wolf.. the minute I finished the previous sentence I realized a wolf is a xamanic teacher so I stopped writing and I found silence inside of me. and now all I have is silence. maybe is the extra pill.. maybe not!
have you ever felt anger in your body? how would you describe it!? what do you do to relax?