The Silence is growing
As I write that, it makes sense. My silence is a defence. It is the defence that the Silent One is using. And she is giving it to me. To show my T She cannot speak. She will not let me near her. She is now dominant in my house of Mand's. Whilst she sits at the door, I cannot approach the house. I cannot pass her. The garden is empty. The sun has gone. A cold wind is blowing, yet there is no sound. I cannot hear the wind rustling the leaves. There is no birdsong. Only the silence. The strong, impenetrable silence.
How do I show this to my T How can I lead her hear Do I even want to? Am I ready? I do not know. Yarn said I need to accept the Silent One. And she is right. I know this. I know acceptance is healing. But I cannot get near her. She will not let me.