PARTLY BROKEN

  Initially, identifying violent mimesis in ourselves can be a scary or a depressing thing: “You mean I was involved in this violent thinking and acting and didn’t know it?” And we may at first be unwilling to see it. “No! I was never Cain! I was always Abel, the good guy, the victim of the situation and the bearer of outrageous fortune .”

Love is in the mess And love is there to bless Despite all the crazies and distress Love is in the mess

The events portrayed in this book are based on the author's real life experiences.  It is a literary creation, not a historical account of the past.  Personal names have been altered for artistic expression and to protect privacy.  

As I continued to dig through my memory, stories opened up and a whole sensory world from the past was right there for the taking, or re-birthing.

In the article below, about a friend who is no longer with us, I am taking a look at this  idea of being partly broken  from a common, ordinary perspective.  The article will also be published in the Quaker Journal  Traveling Friends.

It seems to me that to be always partly broken is to be also ALWAYS PARTLY OPEN to a greater mystery-even if I haven't always got a clue.