Thanksgiving Magicians

Sometimes, some part of me craves solitude. Othertimes, connection. Sometimes those sometimes don’t align in time. Holidays can be misaligned; expectations and disappointments in the same cauldron… A witch’s brew or warlock’s cocktail of awareness…

Words. Nice. Depression. Fraud.

Jane asked Dick, “Who do people say that I am?”

Labels. Relationships. Toxic people. Shadows.

If we “stop” at the stage of excising toxic people from our lives, won’t we again be a hardened mixture that’s “stuck”?