Approaching another unknown and trying to enter without falling back on old ways and old thoughts. I have to do this alone.
So I begin.
I welcome myself.
If you are reading this and preparing for your own passage, know that you can carry your own being. Grace itself is not still, and perhaps it passes into us only as we move.
To go into the dark
To go into the dark with a light is to know the light
To know the dark, go dark, go without sight
And find that dark, too, blooms and sings
And is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.