"Lead us from the unreal to the real
Lead us from the darkness to the light
Lead us from death to immortality
Om peace, peace, peace"
- "Asato Ma" mantra translation
The end of 2013 pushed me to my edge mentally and emotionally. On one hand, it seemed like everything that could go wrong did go wrong. There was a shake up at my job, shake ups in my personal life, and even a car crash that would be the proverbial cherry on top. It was a time of great uncertainty. I only wished for some glimpse of the future to give me solace that the tumult would indeed end. I did rise from these ashes, but I'll save that for the end of this post.
As you may have read in my post/short story "Finding Home," I can find solace in writing. Though I've jokingly mentioned this sentiment before, writing does allow me to temporarily forsake my reality and go into a realm or headspace where I can feel a sense of control. This trick helped me in France, and it also helped me in the last couple months of 2013. History, in fact, repeated itself in a way. During this mental darkness, I was able to find a level of focus that was clear enough for me to finish the outline for Heroes & Victims (as I finished the outline for Eyes in Atlantis while emotionally depressed in France). Writing was again a candle flame in the darkness of my mind (not to be too dramatic).