words Georgia Lawrie
I have an arsenal of ways to float away; it was a power I became accustomed to early on. The capacity to surrender the mind to the abyss, to retreat into the folds of the inner workings and lose myself in the shadows and lightning of my internal world… but it’s Narnia, and every time you step into the closet and step back from the world, it passes you by.
You emerge at the hint of spring and find that there have been movements without you – all the while, you were tucked into the dangerous and alluring magic of that closet, hoping that slipping into the mind’s creation could be that soothing hold for all your heart’s hurt.
The challenge is holding the deck and not playing the cards, for though the desire to play the trump is innate, the power to choose differently is what can be learnt.
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