Now and again, in the nature of 'descansos', I find myself mourning those parts of myself that left due to hardships beyond my control.
In my real home, elephant deaths are a complex and beautiful affair. We honor our loved ones, just as humans do. I was robbed of this rite of passage.
We can find the Dark Mother in Goddess-worshiping traditions. Kali, Hindu Goddess of creation, destruction and shadow, is often depicted with dark skin.
I can't just sit here and not say anything because 'sobriety' is a big deal to some people and a life or death matter to all of us addicts.