Winter Solstice: The Pause at the Bottom of the Breath by Amy Martin

Here's a story that I read:




Twenty-one years ago. Twenty-one years ago, I looked in, I looked into water so deep it lost light – the transparent clarity of darkness. Twenty-one years ago, I fell in. I fell into that infinite well of night, the darkness at the center of the soul – faith that is comfortable with doubt.


via Pocket http://moonlady.com/winter-solstice-the-pause-at-the-bottom-of-the-breath/